Page 87 of The Heartbreaker
You’re fantasizing about my tongue, aren’t you?
Addison
Yes.
Me
And my fingers …
Addison
Staaaap. I’m staring at your daughter while she’s finishing a worksheet, and I need to scrub my brain with bleach.
Me
LOL.
Listen, about tonight.
Addison
Yeah, we need to talk about that.
I don’t know why, but I’m nervous. Tell me not to be nervous.
Me
Don’t be nervous. As far as Jana is concerned, we’re just two parents coming in to discuss our daughter with her teacher.
Addison
I like that plan. My stomach also likes that plan. Not the time or place to address anything other than Daisy’s progress.
Me
Agreed.
Addison
Then, I’ll see you tonight?
Me
Do me a favor and don’t look too sexy. I don’t want to be tempted to reach under the table and finger you during our meeting.
Addison
RIDGE!
Me
I’m just warning you.
Addison tucked a chunk of hair behind her ear, revealing a thick gold loop and a cuff around the top of her cartilage. An ear I was fucking dreaming about kissing as Jana and I sat on the other side of the table as her. Addison’s hands were clasped on top of a folder that she’d opened several times during our meeting, showing us different sheets of paper that she’d specifically prepared on Daisy. Every time she spoke, I was more focused onher lips than the words coming out of them. She’d bitten off most of her gloss, her teeth repeatedly finding some part of her lip to chew during the fifteen or so minutes we’d been in here.
She was hiding her nerves well, but I could feel them.
Only because I could feel her.
