Page 37 of Light Up My Life (Forbidden Heat 3)

“I know you did,” I said. “Congratulations. You have mystical powers now.”

“Girl, I’ve always had mystical powers. I’ve been trying to convince you of it for a long time. Yet, you keep ignoring my skills.”

I pretended to rain down worship on her and waved my hands in surrender to her amazing powers.

“Ok, I get it,” I said. “But yes, the night with Lance was perfection. I could not ever have imagined anything else.”

“Great. When are you going to see him again?” she asked.

“Umm… I’m not sure…”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, he said something that kind of freaked me out after we had sex.”

“What?”

“He said that this feels right somehow…”

“Ok… what’s so weird about that?”

“Don’t you see? He might think that we are meant to be or something. I can’t handle that right now. I… I just can’t… I told him point blank that I wasn’t looking for anything serious.”

“Yeah, but you also said you weren’t looking for anything that was casual. Then you end up having awesome sex. I can see where he might be a bit confused on what changed and what this thing you got going on might mean.”

“I know. I’m just worried that this is going to turn into something.”

“Well, what do you want to come of it?”

“I don’t know. That’s the problem.”

“If you don’t know, then how do you expect him to know?”

I laughed. “You’re right I suppose.”

“Naturally.”

“I kind of left in a hurry this morning and I haven’t contacted him all day.”

“Well, send him a message. At least it lets him know that you are not mad about anything. Everything is fine and you are still interested. Right?”

“Yes. I hate to admit it, but I really do like this guy. There is just something about him that speaks to me in a way that a man never has before. That’s kind of scary to care so much about someone you don’t really know that well.”

“I get it, but you have to let it go and just trust your feelings and instincts.”

“I guess you’re right.”

I sent Lance a text telling him how much I enjoyed last night and that I couldn’t wait to see him again.

He replied a moment later about finishing dinner with his dad.

“Oh, that sucks,” I said.

“What? What did he say?” Kayley asked.

I told her all about Lance and his rocky relationship with his father. “Oh, that blows. Well, maybe you need to go over there and check on him. You know? Just to make sure he is…ok…”

Kayley giggled as I slapped her playfully on the arm.

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