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Killian pulls out of the parking lot of the hospital and some of the tension in Stone’s body instantly melts away.
The guy must seriously hate hospitals. Maybe I’ll ask him about that later. I’m never going to push him into telling me something he’s not ready for yet, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious.
Wait a second.
Something he’s not ready for,yet?
Yet?
I’m so screwed.
I’m already adding “yets” to my interactions with this pack.
I try and take a deep breath to calm myself, but I’m sandwiched between Stone and Milo in the backseat. Or I guess I should I say I’m pressed up against Stone because he’s massive,and Milo is shoving his body towards the door as much as he possibly can.
It’s a bit hard to think, with Stone’s spicy pepper scent to my right and Milo’s gunmetal scent to my left.
“You don’t have to be afraid of touching me,” I whisper to him, gesturing for him to relax.
He stares at me, his slightly panicked gaze darting between my eyes as if he’s trying to gauge whether I’m telling the truth.
“I don’t want to do something that you’ll regret later,” he whispers back.
My brows draw down in confusion. Regret later? We’re just sitting next to each other, it’s not like I’m in high school, giving it up to him in back of the car.
That, I do regret.
With Nate, my ex-boyfriend, not with Milo. I haven’t given it up to Milo in the backseat of a car.
Why the hell am I so spacey today? I keep on thinking about bullshit I shouldn’t be thinking about.
“Seriously, it’s fine,” I say. “It’s a bit of a tight fit, with all of us in the backseat. You don’t need to try and become one with the door.”
Milo hesitantly relaxes into his seat, his eyes darting to me every time our bodies touch.
First, it’s our knees.
He freezes, then glances to me.
Then it’s our thighs.
His breath catches in his throat.
Next, it’s our arms.
Another glance.
I offer him a small smile, and he responds with an adorable, hesitant grin of his own.
I know then and there that I’m going to try and get a full smile out of the guy. First step, though? I need to figure out what about me freaks him out so much.
CHAPTER 21
Milo
I’m touching a girl.
Holy shit.
