Page 15 of Blurred Love

She bites her lip worriedly. “I don’t know. Would you? You’ve been sitting out here for twenty minutes. I thought for sure you’d changed your mind or something.”

I grip the car door, hating the way I am. Gritting my teeth, I know the best thing for me to do is to just come clean and be honest. “I was thinking of canceling.”

Her cheeks turn red, and her mouth drops. “Oh.”

She backs away from my truck, and I know I’ve embarrassed her. I reach for her, and touching her is like touching a live wire, but instead of releasing her like I should, I wrap my hand around her arm and hold on. “Let me explain.”

My words are choppy, and I hate that I sound this way, but I have to tell her. “I thought about canceling because… once you get to know the real me, you will probably find this is a waste of your time.”

She points to her chest. “A waste of my time?”

I nod and wonder why it already feels like my heart is breaking. “Yes.”

She nods her head, walks to my truck, and leans her back against it. “Okay, so let me ask you: Are you a good guy?”

I shrug. “I try to be.”

She nods. “Do you enjoy talking to me, spending time with me?”

I don’t even hesitate. “Yes, of course I do.”

She crosses her arms over her chest and lifts her chin. “Do you find me attractive?”

I do hesitate on this one because instantly I’m thinking about the massive hard-on that seems to take over as soon as I’m around her. “Yes.”

She looks at me doubtfully. “You don’t seem too sure about that.”

Shit, now she thinks I’m not attracted to her. “Poppy, yes, I’m attracted to you, and it’s almost embarrassing how my body reacts to being around you.”

Her eyes widen, and she lets her gaze travel down my body. My cock twitches, and her eyebrows lift in surprise. Shit, kill me now.

This time it’s her turn to stutter. “Uh, right, uh, well, then how are you wasting my time?”

I clench my eyes shut and then open them again. “Poppy, I have a TBI.”

She doesn’t even blink. “I know that already.”

I’m quickly losing patience. I am not the guy that likes to talk about my inadequacies, but it’s better to do it now instead of later. “I have migraines, sometimes I get confused easily, I get dizzy, lightheaded, blurred vision. I’m not a quick thinker and have to take my time on things now.”

She measures me with a look before uncrossing her arms and stepping toward me. She’s so close, I swear I can feel her chest graze against mine when she breathes in. “Colter, I’m sorry that you have to go through all of that, I really am. But I’m not sure what that has to do with us dating.”

Frustrated, I accuse her, “You’re not listening.”

She reaches for me, putting her hand on my arm and letting it slide up to rest on my shoulder. She does the same with her other hand and presses herself against me. There’s no way she doesn’t feel my cock pressing into her stomach. She smiles up at me. “I am listening to you.”

I shake my head. “Poppy…”

She wraps her arms around my neck and raises to her tiptoes. “Can I ask you one thing? And after, if you want to cancel our date, I will walk away and never bother you again.”

I nod once.

She takes a deep breath and blows it out. “Kiss me.”

I couldn’t stop the stutter if I tried. “Y..y…you want me to kiss you?”

She nods. “I do.”

I’m staring at her full lips that are practically begging for my mouth, and I know I can’t resist her. There’s no way I’m saying no and turning her down. Hell, I’ve wanted to kiss her since I first laid eyes on her, and there’s no way I’m not going to kiss her lips if she’s willing.

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