Page 28 of My Kind of Trouble
He’d play the game, maybe his dick had just gone to sleep and needed a wakeup call.
‘Well, I couldn’t go disappointing you now could I?’ he cooed in response.
‘Your girl’s told us all about you. Can’t say she’s as impressed by your presence, but the rest of us would never turn down some eye candy in the group. Why don’t you tag along?’
‘My what?’
His mind couldn’t focus on anything but those words. Had she just called Noahisgirl?
‘You know, the damsel in distress that you’re guarding in her tower,’ she quipped as her eyes flicked to Noa.
‘Well, you seem to know a whole lot for someone I’ve barely met.’
‘She seemed to have a whole lot to say about you,’ she retorted, waggling her eyebrows at him.
The words gave him a strange sense of satisfaction, though he could only imagine the things she’d heard.
‘Only good things, I hope?’
‘I could never divulge that information,’ Lola said as she grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the group. ‘But you should join us for dinner, help keep the night interesting.’
As he followed or, more accurately, was dragged behind Lola, his eyes met Noa’s stormy ones. Hell. She looked pissed off, and that fiery spirit looked ready to come to the surface. It made his dick almost come alive in his pants and he had to quickly think some unsexy thoughts before that fact became impossible to hide from her. So much for his sleepy manhood theory. He was clearly only affected by one woman in particular, at the moment, and that was a definite complication that he did not need.
‘Hey, Trouble,’ he said nodding at her.
The name slipped so easily off his tongue, and her eyes widened comically like they had the night before. Recognition clear in them at his use of her once-familiar nickname. But then, irritation followed.
‘You following me?’ she snapped.
‘Have you always had such high opinions of yourself or did becoming a big city girl go to your head?’
He knew that he was poking the bear, but he wanted a reaction from her. Anything was better than the cold shoulder. The irony wasn’t lost on him that he’d done just that to her for years. But even still, he antagonised her now, hoping she would bite, because he actually liked Noa’s fiery side.
She scoffed at him, and he was again reminded of all the other beautiful sounds that mouth of hers could make. He shoved the thought to the back of his mind. He would deal with that in the shower later.
‘Hey look, we should talk. You’ve got a lot of animosity toward me, and I think we should air it out. If you would rather carry it around and have this awkwardness between us the whole trip, then that’s fine. But I, for one, would rather not ruin a perfectly good holiday with petty bickering.’
Her eyes softened for a second before the fire returned and she spat, ‘Are you calling me petty?’
For a girl who hated conflict, she could certainly find anything to argue about with him.
‘Of course, that’s the part that you heard. Noa, I know you’ve always been a stubborn ass, but please, for the sake of this trip, can we just talk and call a truce?’
She looked shocked at that.
‘A truce?’
It looked like she was spinning the words round in her head, trying them on for size.
‘Fine,’ she said, but not without an exasperated huff and an eye-roll to emphasise her displeasure.
He’d always loved this side of her. He’d let her give him hell all day long, just to see the sass and the fire she wore when she was comfortable enough to do so.
‘But you are buying me one of those banana rotis for my troubles. I’ll meet you on the bench so we cantalk.’
She did air quotes with her hands as she pronounced ‘talk’, but he would take it as a small win.
‘Yes, miss,’ he winked as he joined the rest of the rowdy group in the queue. Because, as had always been the case, what Noa wanted when it came to him, Noa got.
