Page 34 of Netting the Goalie

Oh wow.

Sucking in a breath, I pulled my hand away from his mouth, and the tempting scruff on his jaw, and dropped my gaze on the pretense of putting the key in the ignition.

Because I couldn’t think of one sane thing to say, I said, “We should get going.”

Shane didn’t miss a beat.Stepping back, he made sure my dress was safely out of the way of the door before he closed it.My heart gave a serious flutter.

Then he walked around to get in the passenger side, his knees nearly hitting his chin before he adjusted the seat back.

When he buckled himself in, I put the car in gear and headed for the church, trying to ignore the way he took up so much space in my car.

Damn, he wasbig.

Yes, I’d known from being in bed with him last night.But here, now, enclosed in the car together… He took up so much space, it almost felt like there wasn’t enough air.

Of course, that could just be from the way I couldn’t catch her breath when he was around.

“So is the bride a friend or a client?”

Ridiculously relieved that he’d asked a question I didn’t have to think about, I said, “Both, really.I mean, she started out as a client but became a really good friend.She has mobility issues and,”I have a brother with mental disabilities that I’m not going to mention because you could still turn out to be a dick,“I told her I’d help her get dressed.”

“What kind of mobility issues?”

The kind caused by a fiancé who got careless and flipped the car he was driving and crushed Faith’s spine.

“She was injured in a car accident and needs a wheelchair.”

“Damn, that sucks.”

The true emotion in his voice hit me somewhere in the middle of my chest.

“It does.But Faith’s amazing.They told her she’d probably never walk again but she’s not giving up.I have no doubt she’ll be able to get rid of that chair.But for now, she knows she needs it and doesn’t take shit or pity from anyone.”

“She sounds amazing.Can’t wait to meet her.Gotta say I noticed you haven’t said anything about the guy she’s marrying.”

I tried not to grimace and barely managed it.

“He’s…fine.”

Shane laughed.“Damned by faint praise.”

Grimacing, I shot a quick glance at Shane as I stopped for a red light.“Is it that obvious?”

“That you don’t like the guy?Yeah, kinda.”

I huffed.“Well, the feeling’s probably mutual.I just don’t think he’s good enough for her.Honestly, I’m not sure anyone’s good enough for Faith.She’s just one of those people, you know?She’s almost too good to be true.But she’s absolutely the nicest person you’ll ever meet.I just think…”

“He’s not worthy.”

I slid him another look and found him watching me.God, I really hoped I wasn’t coming off as a self-righteous bitch.“Yeah.And please, just tell me to shut up.I can’t believe I’m bad-mouthing a groom on his wedding day.”

“I don’t want you to shut up.You can talk all night.I love the sound of your voice.”

Oh my god, was he really for real?Every word out of his mouth made me want to pull over, put my car in park and crawl all over him.That suit fit him like a glove, an extra-large glove.

Suit-porn wassoa real thing.

Shaking my head, I huffed out a laugh.“You’re dangerous.”

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