When she finally looks up at me, her expression is closed off. Guarded. “A great fuck in moment of weakness? A mistake? Take your pick.”
Her words land like a brand. “Is that really what you think? That what just happened was a mistake?”
“It’s just like you said,” she quips as she shoves her feet back into her shoes. “We cleared the air.”
thirty-seven
The next coupleof days are... weird. After what happened with Rowan in the shed, we walked home in silence. Once we reached the top of the stairs, he made a sound like he was going to try to say something, but I cut him off as I hurried over to unlock my front door.
“Have a good night. For what it’s worth, it was actually kind of fun. We’ll talk... later?”
Then I hurried into my loft, quickly shutting the door behind me, leaving him standing in the hallway alone. Just a few more days and we’ll be on a plane to L.A. Together. And I’ll be staying at his house with him. Alone. Just the two of us.
What happened in the shed scared the shit out of me. Feelings I haven’t wanted to feel: love and longing. Memories I’ve tried so hard to forget: childhood adoration and secret schoolgirl sighs, have practically crushed my aversion for him into itty-bitty pieces.
Not to mention he was right on point with the whole: “Does being chased get you hot? Or is it the getting caught that’s got you all worked up?”tumbling out of his stupid, sexy mouth.
I’ve been alternating between trying my best to avoid himand overthinking everything that has happened between us since he came home. When I’m alone at night, my fingers trace the places his mouth has touched me, and I hate myself and him for wanting more.
Okay. Maybe I’ve never actuallyhatedhim. I’ve tried. I really have. But having him in my orbit again is making it damn near impossible.
But I digress.
This morning, I finally virtually signed the NDA his lawyer emailed. I didn’t really pay attention to the logistics. Despite everything he’s done, when it comes to the details of our arrangement, I trust him.
My phone pings.
LOGAN
Ready for family dinner tonight?
Shit. I forgot.
My bells are on.
LOGAN
Weirdo.
Learned from the best.
LOGAN
Rowan is coming. Maybe you two could ride together?
If I didn’t know any better…
Are you playing matchmaker now or something?
I stare down at my phone, waiting for his response. He’s probably grinning like an idiot right now.
Jerkface.
LOGAN
Just looking out for the environment.
Bull. Shit.
