“Snap, you bought me a beautiful new bed.”
“I like room to move.”
That got my head lifted off his chest.
I looked into his eyes.
The snow was melty.
Very nice.
“We still haven’t had our conversation,” I pointed out.
“We’ll have it over dinner tomorrow.Tonight, we’repartying.”
I could make this deal so I nodded.
“Are you done crying?”he asked.
“I think so,” I answered.
“Wanna tell me why High and you were out here alone?”heasked.
“He wanted to claim responsibility for Bounty beingassholes.I refused to let him.Tack remembered what kind of beer I drank.ThenI lost it,” I answered.
His lips curled up.“Seems a plausible route to a cryingjag.”
My back straightened.“It’s thoughtful to remember the kindof beer someone drinks.”
“Babe, I hate to shatter the image you got of Tack but a manremembers the kind of alcohol a woman likes for reasons that are really notthoughtful.”
“He’s got a woman.He’s got no need to liquor another oneup.”
“Now he does that shit outta pure instinct.”
All of a sudden, I started giggling and I did it watchingSnapper’s lips form a big smile.
God, he was handsome.
Being stupid,stupidRosalie in the arms ofhandsome Snapper, I uncurled my fingers so I could press them to his chest,pressing myself there with them so I fit more perfectly in his arms.
And just to say, I fit pretty perfectly in his arms already.
Those arms closed snugger around me.
“The house is really amazing, Snap,” I told him.
“Minute I saw it, thought you’d like it.”
I blinked.
Then I stared.
After that, I started freaking again.
“When did you buy it?”I asked.
“Little over a year ago.”
