His eyes meet mine and a flickering of emotion crosses his face before it vanishes.
“So, it stays between us. Garrett’s on my case already about how I’ve been treating you.”
Even though I know he’s right, that this was complicated enough, a little twang of hurt pulls at my insides.
“Whatever you say,” I say quietly.
He rubs his neck and seems unable to look at me. “There’s a casserole in the oven. I’ll go check on it. We may lose power.”
He does an abrupt turn and is gone from my office before I can say another word.
Zane
In just under three minutes after I leave her, the electricity dies, leaving me with a half-cooked casserole, and severe regret.
Two minutes after I realize I’m sailing into dangerous territory with Felicity, a text from Jax comes in.
Road blocked. Can’t get through. Will watch the feed from my place.
Dammit. A man on the ground is ten times better than a camera.
I have no way of knowing if Levi’s answered the call to go to the fire station yet. I can only pray whatever it is they need assistance with it’s not more than my little brother can handle.
Felicity may be sweet, and tempting, but this isn’t the first time I’ve been steered in the wrong direction by a woman who wasn’t quite as innocent as she claimed to be.
Not that there was anything sweet about that kiss.
I lean against the countertop, almost praying for someone to try to break in so I can stop thinking about finishing what I started.
The tension is making me twitchy. I need something to do. It’s going to get cold tonight, so I head back into the living room to watch the street from there.
Unfortunately, Felicity’s crouching by the fire, trying to start it. Her eyes land on me as I hover in the doorway. “The flame keeps blowing out.”
“The power’s just cut out, so the fire’s our only option,” I say.
She sits back on her heels and frowns. “Is it safe?”
“The chimney is specially designed for strong winds,” I say.
She relaxes a little as she gets to her feet. “I still haven’t gotten used to the weather here. One minute is balmy and the next it’s freezing or it’s blowing a gale.”
I lean in the doorway, not sure if I should mention it’s only going to get worse from here on out. She arrived in the summer. She’s not survived a winter here yet.
I’m more interested in why she’s still not wearing her glasses.
I gesture to her eyes. “You don’t need to wear them all the time then?”
It’s hard to tell in the failing light but I’m sure I catch her blush. “No.”
When she shivers, settles on the couch, and pulls a blanket over her legs I frown.
“Didn’t you pack warm clothes when you moved here?”
This time she looks annoyed. “I didn’t have room.”
I scratch my chin as I look her over. Not having room for warm clothes is about the flimsiest excuse she could give. Who moves states and doesn’t bring all their clothes?
I don’t get another chance to question her, she changes the subject swiftly. “I know Levi’s a volunteer for Search and rescue, but what does he do the rest of the time?”