Page 64 of You Saw the Best In Me

“I’m going to take a shower. What should I wear?” she faces me, her hazel eyes glowing in the sunlight.

“Something comfortable. Do you need me to get anything from your apartment?” I brush the stray hairs from her eyes while she thinks about it.

“Asher destroyed my room, so it’d just be a waste of time,” she sighs sadly, averting her eyes and looking at the floor.

An idea forms, and I plan to implement it when she’s showering. This poor girl has had so much stolen from her. The least I can do is attempt to help her get through this mess.

“It’s okay, baby, you’ll be perfect in whatever you wear. This nightmare will all be over soon,” I kiss her on the cheek, which makes her smile.

“The cops aren’t outside yet,” she rolls her eyes and closes the bathroom door behind her.

She’s angry, rightfully so, but I’m trying my hardest to make lemonade from all the lemons life has given her.

I send a quick text to my bosses in our group chat, asking for a bit of help.

Hey guys. The ex broke into her apartment yesterday and trashed the place. Can we get it cleaned up for Karina? I’m teaching her how to shoot today.

Hunter: Absolutely. I’ll see if Willow and Juliette can come over and help.

Adam: Jules here: I’ll be over in a few hours.

Thanks. I’ll leave her door unlocked.

Now that we have a plan to clean up her space, it’s time to teach her how to shoot. I know the perfect spot where we won’t be bothered and hopefully, she’ll be a pro by the end of the day.

I throw on a pair of jeans and an old T-shirt, pairing it with my work boots. Just as I finish lacing them up, Karina emerges from the bathroom, her hair wrapped in a towel.

She chose black leggings and a skimpy, baby blue tank top that highlights every single curve. If this is what she considers comfortable, I can’t complain.

She catches me staring and winks, that devilish smile making my heart skip a beat.

“You look gorgeous,” I say, spinning her around to face me.

She opted for a natural look today, no makeup, and I can see the little freckles on the bridge of her nose.

I tilt her chin slightly, looking deep into her eyes, and she licks her lips, almost as if inviting me to kiss them.

“May I?” I whisper, and she nods.

I gently kiss her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling our bodies closer.

I feel her hands tangled in my hair and part her lips with my tongue, immediately finding hers.

She sighs into me, and I let my hands roam until they’re planted on her ass.

In a quick moment, we’ve gone from a sweet kiss to passion, and if I don’t pull away, I might never be able to stop.

I lightly bite her bottom lip and pull our lips apart, which drives her wild. I can see it in her eyes; she wasn’t ready for it to end.

I watch as she shakes her hair out of the towel, the wet locks falling down her back.

“Here, baby girl, it might get cold,” I hand her a sweatshirt from my closet, and she smiles at me, taking my hand in hers.

“Let’s do this,” she says, and I let her lead the way.

Once in the parking lot, we notice a cop car has arrived, and we both offer him a wave. Finally, the protection Karina deserves has shown up, and some weight has been lifted off my chest.

I open the passenger door for her, watching her hop in and buckle up. I look around her car, and nothing seems to be out of place this morning, which means Asher must’ve left her alone after the break-in.