Page 11 of Kylo
Just great.
Another score for my stupid anxiety.
Huffing out a breath, I moved back into the shop to find Traeger had already flicked on the plant lights and music and flipped the open sign.
“I think I need to run home and get dressed.”
“You are dressed.”
“Appropriately dressed,” I clarified.
“This is your shop. Whatever you wear is appropriate.”
“That’s not how the church ladies who come in are going to feel about it. Or the moms of small kids.”
“Right. Because they don’t see boobs and bare asses at the beaches.”
Okay.
Fine.
It was really for my own comfort more than it was for the customers.
Any other day, I probably would have laughed it off and let it be. But I was already feeling pretty raw and vulnerable. I wanted to be covered up.
“Still, if you can hold down the fort for a few minutes, I’m going to run and—”
The chime above the door sounded at that, making me wince. Traeger, who was facing the door, on the other hand, lit up.
“Well, I have to go make sure the plants in the greenhouse are watered.”
No, I mouthed to him, but he was already turning on his heel and rushing out the back door.
I let myself squeeze my eyes shut and release an internal groan for a second before I turned.
And, yeah, of course.
Ofcoursethe hottest guy I’d ever seen in my entire freaking life would be in the shop on the day when I was objectively looking my worst.
No wonder Traeg looked so delighted.
Whoever this shopper was, he looked like he belonged at, I don’t know, a street race rather than a little plant shop.
He was tall in an ‘I didn’t know how small the shop was until he was in it’ kind of way and too sharp-edged to look natural among the hanging ferns and trailing vines.
You wouldn’t know that by his body language, though—long, languid, at ease. Like he belonged.
I craned my head up, looking past his lean, fit body toward his face.
And, yeah, that was where it got even hotter.
Because, damn.
He had one of those angular, chiseled faces that was universally attractive. All sharp cheekbones, firm jaw, straight nose, and a stern brow. Add in his generous lips, dreamy dark eyes, and gorgeous, silky black hair.
As a cherry on the pie of all that attractiveness, he had to go and have tons of amazing tattoos.
I suddenly felt like a goblin.
