Page 98 of Sassy Love
I drop on my side of the bed, placing the papers on the bedside, and lie on my stomach. “I think you and I are going to have to stay friends just so I have a direct line to Ruby.”
Lawson looks at me where I lie, my head by the papers he’s working on, his laptop to one side. He turns a pen through his fingers as his deep blues slide toward me. “Friends? Nah, we can’t be friends.”
His voice is low. The insane timbre to it rumbles like a warning.
I sit up, pulling my hair around my neck so it drapes over my chest, my brows dropping. “We can’t?”
“Nope.” He turns back to his screen, tapping something out.
I’m confused. I thought, at the very least, if we had to work together and no longer hated each other, we would be...
Oh.
Ohhhhh.
You idiot, Carlie.
Yep, we definitely crossed a line.
Fuck.
Footsteps close in on the bedroom. “Carlie?”
I meet Ruby at the door. “What did she say?”
I bite down on my bottom lip, holding my breath.
“She said... the booking for the twenty-fourth’s payment defaulted. And it would be her pleasure to help a cause as incredible as Serenity. We have the Met.”
I throw my arms around Ruby. I hug her way too tight and can’t help the way my inner child jumps around like an absolute fool. I don’t care, I’m so excited. So impressed. So in awe of the woman in my arms.
Oh yeah . . .
I release Ruby, and she grins at me. “Send out the first wave of invites tonight. We’ll talk tomorrow. Oh,” she says, leaning around me, “Laws, Reed and I are heading to Great Falls for a few hours. Can you guys hang out at the house in case any guests need anything?”
“Sure, not a problem. See you for supper?”
“Absolutely.” She collects her laptop and her notes before exiting the cabin, leaving me in her wake, one infused with gratitude, completely humbled and a whole lot inspired.
I turn back to find Lawson grinning at me. “You good, Princess? Not going to faint from excitement?”
I pull a face and poke my tongue like an utter child. But, hell, this weekend has been incredible. I haven’t felt this excited, this free, since... I have no idea when.
“Come over here and pull that face,” Laws rumbles.
I want to.
I really do, but the line we crossed is starting to blur. If it gets any fuzzier, I won’t be able to find it when I need to retreat back across.
I don’t know how to get past the walls I built around me. I lost the key to this prison a long time ago. I’m used to operating on autopilot of just sex, no emotions. Just meeting a physical need, no strings.
This is the first time I’ve ever wondered what would happen if I wanted more.
I do. I want more.
With Lawson, I want?—
A hand tugs me toward the bed. Disconnecting from my inner monologue and looking down, I find Lawson sitting on the edge of the bed, me standing between his legs.
