Page 84 of Rebel Secrets
Grinning, I turned around a bookshelf and ran into the object of my desire.
She “oofed,” and I grabbed for her shoulders to make sure she didn’t go down.
“Whoa, sorry.”I kept my hands on her shoulders for longer than necessary and only released her when she looked up at me with arched brows.“You okay?”
Her brows arched higher.“I’m fine.Not the first time I’ve run into you.”
As soon as the final word left her mouth, she flushed bright red.My grin widened, and her gaze dropped to my lips before sliding somewhere around my shoulder.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her.She didn’t look any different than she had when she’d dropped off lunch today.She wore pink overalls with a white t-shirt, her rose-gold hair braided in her normal style.And yet, something had changed.With me.
It seemed every day my feelings for her intensified, my desire for her smoldering in my gut.I clamped down hard on that.I wore track shorts, for chrissake, and there were teenagers with sharp eyes all over the damn place.
I had the unusual urge to tease her, but again… Kids.
“Looks like you have your hands full tonight.”
“Teen night is always busy.But I love having them here.”
Her smile did a number on my nerves.I swallowed hard.
“Noisier than normal.”
She laughed, the sound running up my spine like fingernails.
“You should be used to that.I’ve been to your hockey games.”
“True.”
“Miss Erin, did you read that new book we told you about yet?You said we could talk about it this week.”
The girl, who looked familiar, called to Erin from one of the nearby tables.
“I’ll be there in a few seconds, Amelia.”
The girl looked over at me, sharp eyes not missing a thing.
“Sorry, didn’t realize you’d be so busy.I should let you get back to the kids.”
“Did you need something, Rebel?”
Yeah, I just wasn’t sure I should.I felt like my life was on hold, that I had too many life decisions to make.And yet, she was the one thing I knew without any doubt that I wanted.
“I do.”
I let that hang there for a few seconds, watched her lips part and her eyes widen slightly, waiting for me.Until finally, she huffed.
“And are you going to tell me what that is?”
“No.”
Now, her lips curved, and her eyes shone with laughter.How was that even a thing?
“I actually think you’re teasing me, but I can’t be sure.”
“Happy to be a man of mystery.”
She laughed, and damn, if I didn’t want to pat myself on the back.Or pat her ass, which was probably a sexist thing to say, but she had a great ass, and I appreciated the hell out of it.
