Page 69 of More Than Just Friends

That damn electric current was back. But this time it’d returned with a vengeance.

There were so many sparks flying right now that I was worried the boat was about to catch alight.

As our eyes locked again, my heart raced.

How was this possible?

I’d just been thinking about the most traumatic experience of my life, yet one look at him and all of that pain and sorrow sailed straight out of my mind.

And it’d been replaced by a completely different emotion: desire.

It felt so wrong, but at the same time, so right.

God, I wanted him.

It wasn’t just because of his looks. It was the connection. The memory of how much he’d been there for me over the years.

Who knew that kindness was such a potent aphrodisiac?

Now that I thought about it, this was actually the perfect moment for us to kiss.

If it didn’t work out and he rejected my advances at least I had an excuse to make it less awkward.

I could say that I was overcome with the emotions of what happened to me before and I wasn’t thinking clearly.

Noah would understand.

This time I was going to take the lead. That way he wouldn’t feel like he’d taken advantage of me.

I moved my head forward and parted my lips.

I was ready.

I didn’t want to keep denying this.

I knew it was wrong and beyond risky, but I was past caring.

I wanted to move this out of the friend zone.

If it was just a holiday fling, maybe it wouldn’t be as problematic as I feared. We could just have a few days of fun here, then go back to being friends once we returned to London.

‘Would you like a drink?’ Noah pulled back, then leapt out of his seat. ‘I’m gonna grab some water or something. Shall I get some for you too? Or some tea? Yeah, I’ll get you some lemon and ginger. It’s good for boats. Settles the stomach. Not the boat’s stomach. Obviously, it doesn’t have one. I meant yours. I’ll… I’ll be back in a sec.’

He sprinted away so fast, you’d think his arse was on fire and he needed to dive into the sea to put it out.

Wow.

Well, looked like I got the answer to whether or not Noah was interested in me.

Just like I’d always suspected, Sammie had got it all wrong.

Noah didn’t see me as anything other than a friend.

And now we were about to spend all day and night in Mykonos together.

I thought this trip would be awkward after last night’s almost kiss.

But thanks to completely misreading the signals I’d imagined were there, now I’d just made everything ten times worse.