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“That wasn’t that long ago.” Gemma’s brows furrow.
“I know. I wonder if the psycho wife is having me followed. Would make sense as to why those detectives showed up today. Either she killed him and she wants to kill me next or she’s trying to find a way to plant evidence to get me in trouble.”
“It could be nothing,” Gemma encourages, but I notice the worry in her eyes.
When we’re halfway through our soups and sandwiches, Katie softly clears her throat. “So, you gonna tell us what’s really going on with you and Archer?”
I shrug, but my adrenaline spikes. “Oh, not much.”
Gemma narrows her eyes. “Lies from the pits of hell.”
Katie laughs, and I join her.
“He’s hot,” I say, but God knows it’s much deeper than that.
When I think about Archer, my whole body heats, just like it is right now. The way he looks at me is hypnotizing. Not to mention how good it feels sleeping next to him every night, but that’s another thing I’ll keep buried deep inside.
“You know I’m not the type of girl who kisses and tells,” I say.
“Bullshit,” Katie hisses.
At the same time, Gemma asks, “Wait, so you’ve kissed?”
“Yes…or no.” I make a zipper motion over my mouth and throw away the key.
“Oh, come on,” Gemma nearly begs, but I keep my lips sealed tight.
While we haven’t kissed, there have been many almost kisses.
Right now, I’d love to tell my two best friends every little detail, but I can’t risk Tyler finding out that I’ve caught feelings.
My heart knows who it wants in ways I’ve never felt before, regardless of how wrong it is.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ARCHER
“Avocado toast?” Everleigh asks when I come into view. She’s trying to tease the hell out of me in that white shirt that’s as thin as paper, and fuck, it’s working.
“No thanks,” I say, grabbing a protein shake from the fridge. “I have a client at seven and can’t be late.”
“Do you want me to drive you?”
“Nah. I’m gonna walk and drink this at the same time. Kill two birds or whatever.”
“I insist,” she urges. “I haven’t started breakfast and could go for a donut run before I get ready for work. I can drop you off on the way.”
I smile, knowing she’s not going to give me a choice. “Okay, but only because you insisted.”
Smirking, she grabs her keys and slides on her slippers. After she remote starts her car, she grabs a jacket and gives me the perfect view of her hard nipples.
As she’s driving out of her neighborhood, she turns to me. “Before you crack open that nasty shake, can I tempt you with a glazed donut? There’s nothing like having sugar for breakfast.”
I snort. “Well, when you put it like that…”
She grins wide and parks in front of the bakery. We walk in, and the woman at the cash register smiles when she sees Everleigh. “Oh my God, do you just wake up looking cute?”
Yep, I want to say but keep it to myself.
