Silence fell over the parking lot.
Tex stood there breathing hard for a moment before taking a step toward Mark. He stood over him and spat on to the ground beside his head.
“That’s because she is hot shit, motherfucker.”
Then he turned away.
His eyes found mine immediately, and before I could react he crossed the distance between us, grabbed my waist, and pulled my body flush against his.
My breath caught.
His hands were warm and solid against my sides. I stared up at him, my mouth slightly open, my chest rising and falling too fast. Way too fast.
I couldn’t breathe.
The world was spinning.
Something electric ran between us as Tex’s gaze locked onto mine. His look was dark and intense. Like he was fighting something inside himself.
And suddenly the air between us felt impossibly thin.
Like the slightest whisper of something would break through it and change everything either of us had ever known.
