I’ve never really thought of my story as funny before. But, it’s been two years now, so I’m totally over it.”
“I had a boyfriend cheat on me in high school once.”
He glanced at her. “Did you cut out his heart?”
She chuckled. “No, he works at the local tire shop and has been in and out of jail for drunk driving. I guess you can say it was for the best.”
“Yeah, Tiffany finally settled down last year and is currently engaged to a man her father approves of.”
“And Bella?” she asked.
“Married the professor and has two kids.”
“I guess when it’s right . . .” She broke off.
“You ever come close?” They stopped walking when they reached the empty parking lot. Only her Jeep and his new SUV were parked in the dimly lit lot.
Then he leaned against the side of her Jeep, relaxed and waiting for her answer, proving to her that he wasn’t ready for the night to end just yet.
She sighed and shook her head. “No close calls for me.”
“Oh?” He smiled. “For some reason I can’t imagine someone hasn’t tried to tie you down yet.”
“They would have to get close to me first.” Then her smile fell away. “I mean . . .”
He reached out to take her hips in his hands, then he pulled her closer. He felt her breath hitch as her hands rose to his chest. “Like this?” he asked softly.
She nodded just before he dipped his head and brushed his lips across hers. He’d been fantasizing about kissing those lips for weeks. Ever since he’d seen her nibble on them nervously as she made her presentation that first day.
He felt her body melt against his and deepened the kiss until he felt his own catch fire. Then, he stepped back and dropped his arms.
“Are you okay to drive?” He watched her eyes focus as she nodded. “Good night.” He turned toward his car before he did anything stupid like follow her home.
“Logan?” she called out to him. He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. “Good night.” She climbed into her Jeep and drove away slowly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
By the end of the month, she was a little disappointed that the Lufts hadn’t made an offer on the house in Clear Creek yet. She had even called and left them a couple of messages, just in case. She couldn’t deny any longer that there was a big possibility she’d been wrong about the young couple. Which only upset her even more, since she had to look at the back of Logan occupying her space every day.
She was finding it more and more difficult to work with Logan sitting in her office, especially after that kiss. Not to mention, she suspected he was listening in on her phone conversations and purposely going out of his way to accompany her on every showing she had.
Not only was he a big distraction, but she couldn’t stop her mind from replaying every moment of torture he’d caused her in her youth, and now he was pouring on the charm like he was actually interested in her. The strange part was that her body was starting to respond to him. Which only made her even madder that her mind could be betrayed so easily. Maybe it was the kiss that had damned her? She could feel his warm lips on hers if she thought about that night. And she found herself thinking about it all too often.
When that Friday evening finally rolled around, she was relieved that she would be free of him for a couple of days. At least until he glanced over his shoulder and smiled at her.
“Looks like I win the bet.” He leaned back in his chair, looking very comfortable in the small space. He’d removed his jacket and had rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt.
“We still have an hour to go.” She glanced down at her watch and noticed that it was closer to forty-five minutes left in the wager. “Are you going to tell me what led you to believe the Lufts wouldn’t make an offer?”
He laced his fingers behind his head. The motion caused his shirt to stretch tight over his chest and she found her eyes roaming over every inch
“I had a boyfriend cheat on me in high school once.”
He glanced at her. “Did you cut out his heart?”
She chuckled. “No, he works at the local tire shop and has been in and out of jail for drunk driving. I guess you can say it was for the best.”
“Yeah, Tiffany finally settled down last year and is currently engaged to a man her father approves of.”
“And Bella?” she asked.
“Married the professor and has two kids.”
“I guess when it’s right . . .” She broke off.
“You ever come close?” They stopped walking when they reached the empty parking lot. Only her Jeep and his new SUV were parked in the dimly lit lot.
Then he leaned against the side of her Jeep, relaxed and waiting for her answer, proving to her that he wasn’t ready for the night to end just yet.
She sighed and shook her head. “No close calls for me.”
“Oh?” He smiled. “For some reason I can’t imagine someone hasn’t tried to tie you down yet.”
“They would have to get close to me first.” Then her smile fell away. “I mean . . .”
He reached out to take her hips in his hands, then he pulled her closer. He felt her breath hitch as her hands rose to his chest. “Like this?” he asked softly.
She nodded just before he dipped his head and brushed his lips across hers. He’d been fantasizing about kissing those lips for weeks. Ever since he’d seen her nibble on them nervously as she made her presentation that first day.
He felt her body melt against his and deepened the kiss until he felt his own catch fire. Then, he stepped back and dropped his arms.
“Are you okay to drive?” He watched her eyes focus as she nodded. “Good night.” He turned toward his car before he did anything stupid like follow her home.
“Logan?” she called out to him. He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. “Good night.” She climbed into her Jeep and drove away slowly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
By the end of the month, she was a little disappointed that the Lufts hadn’t made an offer on the house in Clear Creek yet. She had even called and left them a couple of messages, just in case. She couldn’t deny any longer that there was a big possibility she’d been wrong about the young couple. Which only upset her even more, since she had to look at the back of Logan occupying her space every day.
She was finding it more and more difficult to work with Logan sitting in her office, especially after that kiss. Not to mention, she suspected he was listening in on her phone conversations and purposely going out of his way to accompany her on every showing she had.
Not only was he a big distraction, but she couldn’t stop her mind from replaying every moment of torture he’d caused her in her youth, and now he was pouring on the charm like he was actually interested in her. The strange part was that her body was starting to respond to him. Which only made her even madder that her mind could be betrayed so easily. Maybe it was the kiss that had damned her? She could feel his warm lips on hers if she thought about that night. And she found herself thinking about it all too often.
When that Friday evening finally rolled around, she was relieved that she would be free of him for a couple of days. At least until he glanced over his shoulder and smiled at her.
“Looks like I win the bet.” He leaned back in his chair, looking very comfortable in the small space. He’d removed his jacket and had rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt.
“We still have an hour to go.” She glanced down at her watch and noticed that it was closer to forty-five minutes left in the wager. “Are you going to tell me what led you to believe the Lufts wouldn’t make an offer?”
He laced his fingers behind his head. The motion caused his shirt to stretch tight over his chest and she found her eyes roaming over every inch
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