Page 57 of That First Flight

I cover my chest and take three giant steps in the hallway when a body collides with mine. Strong hands that I was just fantasizing in the shower about, grip both of my biceps while his eyes bore into mine. He’s refusing to look anywhere but my eyes, knowing damn well I’m completely naked.

“Macey,” Oliver says my name like he’s in pain standing here with me.

I press my body harder into him in an effort to hide my naked front. I guess my brain thought the harder I pressed against him, the more he wouldn't be able to see me.

I regret it the second I feel a bulge press into my stomach.

“What. Are. You. Doing?” I whisper-shout.

“What areyoudoing? And why the hell are you naked in the hallway right now?”

“I forgot a towel. And keep your voice down. Mackenzie is in her room.”

His head falls back, his eyes shut and his hands grip my biceps harder. “You’re killing me, Macey.”

The feeling is so mutual.

“Please don’t open your eyes,” I plead with him.

“As much as I’m dying to open them right now.” He smirks. “I won’t.”

Slowly Oliver takes a few steps back and I notice he’s bringing me towards my room. I stay pressed into him, mirroring his footsteps.

“I’m going to keep my eyes closed and you’re going to scurry your pretty little ass into that room and get ready for your interview. Got it?”

I nod, despite that he can’t see me. However, my body can’t help but become reignited from the words that come out of his mouth.Pretty little ass.

He releases me and I run into my room, closing the door and pressing my back against it as I let out a sigh of relief. I’m still struggling to control my breathing because I don’t know how much he saw.

I was on the verge of touching myself in the shower and thenhetouched my very naked body.

“And Macey?” he calls out.

“Yeah?” My voice cracks as the word leaves me.

“I came to wish you good luck. I didn’t tell you when I was in here before and I just wanted to be sure I told you before you leave. You’re going to kill it and the job will be yours.”

My heart fucking soars.

He came here to wish me luck at my interview.

“That really means a lot, Oliver.” I clear my throat as I swallow past the dryness. “Thank you.”

“You’re amazing. Just remember that.”

Then I hear his footprints take off down the hall.

I can’t help but think that he just walked away with another piece of my heart in his hands for the keeping.

I think I’m just as anxious as Macey about waiting to hear about whether she got the job. Mostly because I’ve never wanted to see someone achieve their dreams the way I want to see her do it. It’s been four days since her interview on Monday, and I just want today to be the day she gets the call.

Now that I’m showered and shaved for the day, I head to the kitchen to find her in, hopes we can do something today while Mackenzie is at school.

Once I step foot in the living room, I find myself rooted in place, staring at her in the same way I have been doing way too much lately. Since I slammed into her in the hallway after her shower incident, my brain shifted into wanting to be even closer to her.

My body lights up when it’s in contact with hers. Even if it’s just a shoulder bump.

Something I’ve never had withanywoman I’ve slept with before.

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