Page 34 of Loving You

He crosses his arms and steps into my space, waiting for me to speak. His gaze locks onto mine, flickering to my lips for the quickest moment.

I’m a little taken back at how much my body responds to his closeness. Well, how my nipples react anyway.

They like it.

Too much. So much that now I’m wondering why he looked at my lips. Did his body react the same way just now?

Like some weird electric current struck us both, since we were just inches apart.

Is he thinking of me in ways that the two of us should not be thinking of each other?

Did he think about kissing me? In the romance section no less. Now,thatwould secure our little secret.

I take a breath and then roll my eyes as to not give my real thoughts away. Thinking of Miles as anything more than my current accomplice would not be smart.

I’m about to tell him what Sadie overheard, then Sadie herself and Hudson step into view. They clearly don’t see us, because before we know it, Hudson pins Sadie to one of the bookshelves and starts to kiss her.

Mile instantly clears his throat.

“This is a bookstore, not a live movie.”

Hudson barely moves, as if the thought of taking his hands off Sadie is unbearable, as he turns to his brother.

Sadie is grinning, but her cheeks are rosy.

She looks wildly in love.

Those are the moments I want. Yeah, the moments my friends mentioned last summer were great, too, but the little moments like when he can’t keep his hands off me or just looking at him makes me melt—that’s what I want.

“Is there ever a part of your day where you two aren’t touching or kissing? Jesus, it’s getting to be a bit much,” Miles adds.

I roll my eyes. Of all the things I want, this is what I get for the summer.

“Fancy seeing you two here,” Sadie says. “I was actually going to go by your brother’s later to talk to you, Quinn.”

“Oh, yeah, um, I’m actually staying in the apartment behind the shop now.”

“Oh, really? Miles, that’s great that you stopped being a jerk long enough to do something nice for Quinn.”

“It sounds like he’s doing a lot more than being nice,” Hudson says with a coy smile.

Sadie nods as if she doesn’t need any more detail.

“Yes, well, it’s about time.”

“They’re dating,” Hudson adds.

“What?” Sadie snaps, but then she smiles. “Is this—” She rushes toward me and grabs my arm. “Come with me.”

“No, no,” Miles says quickly and grabs my hand. “Anything you have to say can be said in front of me, too.”

“Oh, this is great,” Hudson says, leaning onto a bookshelf.

Sadie looks from me to Miles to Hudson and back to me.

I toss up my hands.

“Sadie knows.”

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