Page 59 of Burn for You (Flirting with Forever 3)

“You’d better bring your A game, then, Professor Moriarty.” I smirk as we turn to leave the conference room.

Before I can open the door, he grips the back of my neck, turning me to face him and kisses me hard.

“Always, Sherlock. I’m looking forward to facing off with you again and again.”

Epilogue

Quinn

We’re gathered around a table at my mom’s bakery, all talk of our book selection abandoned in favor of the latest girl gossip. Again. Not that I’m against that, per se, even if the sci-fi, blue-alien romance had been my pick. In fact, I seem to be well on my way to instigating some of it.

“So, wait, explain what happened again? You both declined the position without telling the other?” I laugh inwardly, silently cracking up that these two people who have wanted the same position for so damn long both decided they’d rather have each other. Kind of poetic, if you think about it—and that’s quite the opinion coming from a science teacher, let me tell ya.

Madison and Zoey both cover their giggles with their hands, but Sophia and Hadleigh do no such thing, choosing to just let the belly laughs out.

Piper crosses her arms over her chest and gives us the stink eye. “Yes. We’re just idiots in love, I guess.”

Well, she just let that one drop, didn’t she? I smirk, waiting for the others to catch up.

Hadleigh and Sophia both look at each other, mouths dropping open.

Hadleigh lightly slaps at Piper’s arm. “Oh my God, how crazy fast did the no-pants dance turn into love?”

I snort, unable to help myself. Hadleigh just kills me. She says all the stuff I want to say, but manage to keep under wraps. She’s refreshing in her honesty.

“Pretty fast. Though, to be fair, I think all the fighting and bickering was some weird dating ritual, or as his sister said—”

“Foreplay.” Sophia grins. “I saw that a mile away.”

Zoey shakes her head. “So, you’re sharing the position? Is that what it comes down to?”

“Pretty much. We’ll see how it goes. I don’t know what he’ll think about it, but I’m going to suggest we move in together over the summer so he can still put the same amount of money toward Elena’s college savings as he’d planned to if he’d gotten the position.”

Madison grins. “That’s brilliant. Do you think you’re ready for that?”

“We haven’t spent a night apart since we figured things out, so I don’t see what the difference is, honestly.” Piper shrugs. “Speaking of, I’ve got to leave soon. I promised him we’d continue our Sherlock marathon tonight.” She takes a second to pat her hat and gloves, absentmindedly. They’ve been sitting on the table in front of everyone this whole time, practically ratting me out.

Sophia frowns. “Wait a sec. Aren’t those the gloves and hat that you pouted about leaving at the cider mill?”

Piper frowns. “Well, yeah. But Quinn went back that night and got them for me. She brought them to the last book club meeting.” She glances in my direction, curiosity sliding across her features. “That reminds me”—her gaze darts to mine—“when I asked you about going back to pick them up, you got a really weird look on your face.”

Uh-oh. Shit, shit, shit. How am I going to get out of telling them?

Zoey pokes me. “Oooh, somebody’s keeping something from us. I can tell by the look on your face, Quinn.”

Oh, shit. I wet my lips. “Um, yeah. I went back and grabbed Piper’s things when I saw how upset she was about it.”

Sophia squints her eyes at me. Dammit. She knows me way too well for this. “I seem to recall you saying something about needing some help for your dry, dusty lady parts that night …” She drums her fingers on the table in front of her, assessing my rapidly reddening face, slowly nodding.

As I look around our circle, all five sets of eyes widen and, all at once, their mouths drop open in surprise. I’m pretty sure they’ve figured out I hadn’t only gone back for the gloves and hat.

I’d gone back for Liam.

SNEAK PEEK

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FALL FOR YOU

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