Page 44 of Other Side Of Never
“In fact,” I continued, heady with success, “You’re so cool, you’re icy hot.”
He shook his head and laughed.“That doesn’t even make sense.I can’t be icy and hot.”
“It’s an oxymoron.That’s what makes it work.”
The smile faded.“I don’t think I’m a moron,” he replied quietly.
“You sure about that?”I inquired softly, watching the emotions flit across his face.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
I sighed theatrically.“Finally, someone’s showing some common sense around here!”
He laughed, his eyes lighting up in a way that was becoming increasingly familiar.
“You want ice cream, Iceman?”
He nodded.
I cupped my palm around his shoulder.“Okay, buddy.Let’s catch up to your dad and hit Mary Lou’s.”
By the time we scooped up his rocks and walked up to the street, Kian rounded the corner at a light jog.The cavalry had arrived.Relief hit me so hard in the solar plexus my breath escaped in a harsh whoosh.
Even from a distance, I read the concern on his handsome face.I braced myself for the harsh admonishment that was surely coming my way.My heart rate picked up and galloped along beside me.
I lifted my hand in a weak wave, assuring Kian that everything was fine though it felt far from it.
As I lowered my arm, Isaiah slipped his tiny hand into mine.
I swallowed hard.
Fine did not even begin to describe the warmth that spread through my chest at that small act of affection.
That warmth held me while Kian dismissed my worry, assuring me that accidents happened, and Isaiah knew better than to climb to the top without help.
That warmth expanded when we got to Mary Lou’s and Isaiah insisted on sharing a banana split with me.
It followed me inside and up the stairs to my room after they left.
But in the ensuing quiet, I felt his small neck beneath my palm.
Felt the tremor of fear and shock vibrating his little body.
God, what if he’d hurt his neck or his back?I’d hauled him up like a sack of potatoes without thinking.
I could have made it so much worse.
I could have killed him.
You’re not responsible enough to be around children.
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So Did I
SeeingKian’snumberonthe screen, I snapped up the call.“Hello?Kian?”
His deep chuckle set my mind at ease.
