He sees me looking at him and gives me a pointed look. “I don’t like bands.”
“I never said you did,” I point out.
He rolls his eyes and looks straight ahead at the road. “Then, why are you looking at me like that?”
I open my mouth to say something snarky back, but I snap it closed when he sends me a dirty look.
He gets moody quickly. Noted.
“I can’t look at you?”
His chuckle vibrates throughout my body. “You’re trying to figure me out,” he says bluntly.
“I could say the same to you.” I see him glancing at me from the corner of his eye.
If he wants to play innocent, then I’ll do the same.
For a while, we just sit in silence as he drives. I can tell he’s thinking. He has a distant look in his eyes. Biting his lip must be something he does when he thinks.
“You don’t seem like the quiet type,” he points out.
I wasn’t the quiet type, but going through hell will do that to a person.
“You’re mysterious,” I say back, trying to change the topic off of me.
“I don’t think I’m the biggest mystery here. Plus, I don’t think I’m mysterious.”
I snort and shake my head. I leave the conversation at that.
Once we pull up to the small local bookstore in town, he reaches behind him and pulls out a baseball cap. It’s not even that sunny outside. The dark, stormy clouds prove my point.
“Why the hell are you putting a hat on when it’s cloudy?”
Leo mumbles under his breath, “I’m having a bad hair day.”
He’s definitely not having a bad hair day. The guy looks like he just walked out of a photo shoot.
Liar.
He places the cap on his head and nods to me. “Let’s go.”
My eyes meet his, but he still hides his with his sunglasses.
I shake off the weird feeling and follow him outside.
“Morning,” the old lady says from behind the counter once Leo and I step inside the small bookstore.
My eyes light up, and a smile lifts my mouth once I take in the sight in front of me. All the bookshelves are fully stocked with books. My heart flutters. I’m instantly filled with happiness.
I don’t even care where Leo is. I run straight for the romance section. My eyes scan over the colorful books as my finger skims the spines I pass.
I know what I’m looking for, and I’ll be damned if anyone gets in my way. Looking up and down, I try to spot the black cover with a pop of red and white. I know I’m a book lover, and some might call me crazy, but I’ve never readTwilightbefore. Criminal, right? It sounds amazing and right up my alley. Plus, I loved the movies, so I’m positive the books are better—they always are.
“What are you looking for? You’re zooming in and out of the aisles like a crazy person,” Leo calls from behind me, his heavy footsteps turning faster as he tries to catch up to me.
I pause suddenly when I see just what I’m looking for perched on the tallest shelf. “Damn you!”
Leo gasps when he almost collides with my body from behind. Goose bumps arise on my skin when I feel his breath on the back of my neck. Shaking out my thoughts about Leo, I rise on my tippy-toes and reach for the book.
