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“Sounds like a good man.”
“I felt so bad,” I said as Nate brushed my hair behind my shoulder.
“It was a clock and you were okay.”
“That’s what he said. That’s exactly what he said.” I stared at Nate.
“That’s what I’d be thinking,” he said softly.
I gripped the arm that lingered on my shoulder and leaned in further. We were close, so close. With the book in my other hand, I stared up into indigo blue, willing him forward, my eyes closing. Seconds passed, then more.
“Do you like football?”
I jerked away slightly and studied his lips, wondering why they weren’t on mine.
“Football.”
“Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” I parroted, staring at the full lips grinning down at me.
“Okay, I’ll pick you up at three,” Nate said as he took the book and looked down at the cover.
“You’ve read it?”
“Stella,” he said, his whisper touching my lips. “I fucking lived in these pages for weeks.”
“Oh,” I said, discouraged. “I was hoping to give you something new.”
“You did,” he said without missing a beat before his lips drifted to my ear. “Tomorrow.”
“Today.”
“Today,” he agreed, taking the offered book anyway and giving me a sexy wink before disappearing from my view.
“’Night.”
For a few solid minutes, I didn’t feel guilty. Not about the fact that I didn’t think about Reid when I was with Nate. Or the fact that I offered him my time, or my lips. They belonged to me.
Reid’s silence told me so.
But there was one thing that had me twisting in my sheets as my mind followed. IwantedNate to kiss me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Clumsy”
Fergie
I woke up late afternoon that Saturday to find Lexi still wasn’t home. I shot off a quick text to her.
I miss you.
Lexi: Come to the show tonight.
Okay.
Lexi: Really?
