Page 71 of Lilah
"Did you like that? There's another hug we can try," I tell him. He doesn't answer so I step forward and I wrap my arms around his strong torso in the hug form number two.
Holy freaking cow, he's a solid fella.
On his own this time, his arms wrap around me.
Am I a great teacher or what?
I pull away after a little while, he's slightly scowling at me. My eyebrows furrow. Did he not like that one?
"Why are you mad at me?" I question and he better be open with me or I won't hesitate to go through everything I called him yesterday. Jai's brother already got me fired up.
"I'm not," his eyes soften.
"Which one did you like better?"
"The first one," he grabs both of my hands, directing them back around his neck. A small blush heats up my cheeks.
"I wouldn't really try this hug on your guy friends," I advise him.
"I don't think you should try it on another guy either," he grumbles.
"Do you hug your guy friends?" I question, although I feel like I already know the answer. He doesn't necessarily seem like the hugging type.
He seems more like the if-you-touch-me-I'll-punch-you-directly-in-your-throat-type.
He steps away from me and he holds out his hand. Confusedly, I take it. He chest bumps me like the typical 'bro-shake' and I ricochet off his chest.
"You're too small," he mumbles and I squint my eyes. Too small my butt, I'll have him know that I'm the perfect fun size.
"You're too big," I grumble back to him, raising my head to see his bottom lip rolled into his mouth.
That's what she said. Stop.
I have to pee.
"Is there a bathroom anywhere around here?" I question, lowering my arms from around his neck, his eyebrows lower unhappily at my movements.
"Across the hall," he motions toward the door with a nod of his head.
I open the door and walk out into the hallway, closing the door behind me. I open the door right across from where I am and it's the same closet as before.
I open the door beside it and there's a pooper. I commence to tinkling. The bathroom is kinda plain.
After doing my business, I wash my hands and open the door. I walk out and the squeaking of shoes brings my attention to the person right at my side.
A tall guy stands beside me, looking down at me. He's kinda scary. A scar sits on his forehead and his dark green eyes bore into mine. Aw, his eyes are pretty.
"Sorry," I mumble getting out of his way. His calculated gaze stays on me. He must be intimidated by me, who wouldn't be? I could intimidate The Rock.
He walks past me and I look at his butt. I don't know why I look at everyone's butt but his is pretty nice.
A gun sticks out the back of his pants.
Oh dear Jesus Christ in a handbasket.
I quickly open the door to Grey's office before the gun guy turns around and sees me seeing his gun. He probably has eyes in the back of his head though.
For the first time, I notice a walkie-talkie at the end of his desk.
