Page 8 of Hooked On Seth

Seth was a partner in a private investigation firm in town with one of his buddies from the military. He was the king of sneak, except he did it for a living.

“So…”

“Needle and thread.”

“Very funny.”

“I thought it was.”

She had no clue why Seth put up with her dry sense of humor. She was only glad he did. She’d be lost without him. No one that she worked with ever understood her. Good thing she didn’t need to be friends with any of them. The only exception was her secretary, and she was probably just too scared of getting fired so she laughed at all Jenna’s jokes. She could fully admit they were usually dumb and corny. It was also probably the reason Jenna never had any dates anymore. She wasn’t very personable and unless she was working, she hated to be social. Hard to meet anybody when one only frequents two places, home and work.

“Are you feeling any better?”

His hand reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her eye, tucking it behind her ear like she always did.

“I actually think I am. My head doesn’t seem to have as much pressure as before and it doesn’t hurt.”

“Well that’s a start. You don’t sound as stuffy either.”

“I think the vaporizer was a good choice. I’m glad you went and talked to the pharmacist. Thanks for taking care of me.”

Jenna looked at him then, flashing a caring smile his way. Her hand reached out and rested on his chest.

“So, if that’s true, will you answer a question for me, honestly?”

“Sure.”

“Why have you been avoiding me since we woke up earlier?”

“I haven’t been.”

“I knew you’d say that but yes, you have. You aren’t getting close, you’re hanging on the door frame just waiting to duck from the room. What changed in the last twenty-four hours because you never act like that?”

“Do I really have to spell it out for you?”

He didn’t need to but she wanted to hear it from him directly. Assuming anything always got her in trouble. She’d learned the hard way, several times that she needn’t move forward until she had all the facts the old-fashioned way.

He hesitated which meant he had a lot to say but was afraid to say it. She nudged him with her fingers on his chest. He covered her hand with his and stared into her eyes. There was barely a hair between them.

“I have feelings for you.”

“What kind of feelings?”

“The good kind, you know, like the ones where I like you as more than a friend and want to sleep with you and stuff.”

“And stuff?”

“Come on Jenna, give a guy a break.

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Damn but she might as well have just busted his balls. He was trying to tell her how he felt and she was up for a game of twenty questions? Could he reiterate that women were frustrating? He knew she was feeling the same way about him though because he saw the twitch in her eye. She didn’t often hide her feelings about anything but he could tell whenever shedid and he’d suspected for a long while. He was just too chicken to act on it for fear he was wrong about her.

“Okay fine, sorry.”

“That’s it?”

“What do you want from me Seth?”

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