Page 63 of Rough Ride


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“That’s good, baby, because you just got over a concussionand I could get you up normal stairs, but it’d be a tight fit not to slam yourcranium into the center pole of these.”

He put me down at the foot of the staircase and I glancedgroggily around as, with Snap’s hands on my hips spotting me, I lurched up thestairs.

The space was dark and empty.

“Where’s Mom?”I asked.

“Joke and Carrie drove her home.”

“Oh.”

I made it up to the bedroom, through the bedroom andbathroom, managed to snap on the closet light and stood swaying, staring at aset of drawers in the closet.

“Where do you think my pajamas are?”I asked Snapper, who’dfollowed me.

He opened and closed two drawers.

And there they were in drawer number three.

I snatched up a pair that was shorts and a loosecamiin a peach/mauve/lavender/gray paisley and then pulledoff my tee.

That was when I sensed Snap leaving me.

I put on my pajamas, saw High had set my suitcases justinside the closet, decided I was too exhausted to dig through them for mytoothbrush, and then lurched into the bedroom.

Snap was standing at the end of the bed, arms crossed on hischest, ankles crossed with boot heel up, toe down on the wood floor, watchingme.

“Why aren’t you in bed?”I asked.

His body jerked and his brows cocked.

“Bed,” I muttered, making it to the side of that piece offurniture and yanking down the fluffy duvet.

Very fluffy.

Upon sleepy inspection, totally choice.

“Babe,” Snapper called softly.

Bent over the bed, I looked to him, focused on him, saw hehad not moved, and stated, “I’m stupid, dreamer, happy Rosalie right now, Snap.Please don’t mess it up.”

“You’re not drunk,” he noted.

“No,” I confirmed.

“Honey—”

“Don’t,” I whispered.

In the dark lit generously from the huge window behind thebed, we stared into each other’s eyes for long moments before he reminded mequietly, “We haven’t had our conversation.”

“You’re messing it up,” I said quietly back.

“I’m not that guy,” he informed me.

“You’re still messing it up,” I shared.

“Help me out here, Rosie, ’cause you mean the world to meand I don’twannado dick to fuck my chances ofhaving a shot with you.”