“I’m in,” Isaid. “I’d like to go on the record that I want Huxley there this time, okay?”
Teagan chuckled.“Me too.”
“Okay, good.”
“I’m gonna letyou go. I bet your brother fifty bucks he couldn’t beat me at pinball.”
“Which brother?”
“Cash.”
“Why would youdo that?” I admonished. “He’s kind of unbeatable.”
“We’ll see.”
“Well, it’s yourfuneral and your money.”
Teagan laughed. “I’lltext you the result.”
“Can’t wait.Have fun.”
We rang off andI headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed. After I took off my makeup, setmy contacts in their solution, and pulled on my glasses, I climbed into bed andgrabbed my tablet, suddenly realizing I’d left my jacket in Huck’s truck.
I fired off aquick text, letting him know that I’d grab it tomorrow and went back to mybook.
I was barely achapter in when my phone buzzed and there was a notification from my doorbellcamera and a text from Huck.
Huck:Open your door, it’s me.
I scrambled outof bed and grabbed my robe off my bench, rushing to my living room. I enteredthe code for the alarm and pulled open my door. Huck stood in the hallway, myjacket hanging from the end of his index finger.
“Hi,” I said.
“Jesus, fuck.”
“What’s wrong?”
His eyes rakedover me. “Your hair’s piled on top of your head, you’re wearing glasses, andyour face has absolutely no makeup.”
“Um, hello.” Mystomach roiled. “I didn’t ask you to stop at my home—”
Before I couldfinish my diatribe, his hand was suddenly at my waist, my jacket was in a poolon the floor, and I was up against my wall with his mouth covering mine. Iopened my lips, so his tongue had access, grasping his waist in an effort tostay upright.
Unfortunately,it was him who broke the kiss, dropping his forehead to mine as we both triedto catch our breath. “I seriously planned on waiting a little while to do that,but you… fuck… I just didn’t think you could get prettier.”
I scrunched upmy face in horror. “You thinkthisis pretty?”
“Everythingabout you is pretty, Daisy.” He ran his finger down my cheek. “But you withoutany kind of barrier? It’s out of this world.”
“Oh,” I breathedout.
He grinned,kissing me again. “Okay, I’m gonna let you go, because, well, fuck.”
I blushed.“Thanks for grabbing my jacket.”
We glanced at thefloor and Huck chuckled as he bent down to pick it up. “Shit, sorry.”
I shrugged. “Youkissing me like that means you don’t have to say you’re sorry.”
