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Part of me hoped it was.
The other part of me…
I opened the door, stepped into the warm hallway, and walked. Hawk kept pace with me.
“Adrian put you up to this, didn’t he?” I asked.
It was the only reason I could think a man like Hawk Danielson would get up this early.
Just to come see me? No way.
“No. He told me you didn’t want to date me.”
“I don’t.” I lifted my chin and turned the corner so he wouldn’t see my smile.
When I’d first met Adrian and Gabby, they’d suggested setting me up on a blind date with Hawk. That had been an avid “no,” and I’d been telling them no ever since.
“You don’t sound very convinced.” This time, his voice came from behind me.
I stopped, pivoted, and peered back. He stood beneath the hall’s fluorescent light, hands in his pockets, lips and eyes banding together to smirk and drive me absolutely wild.
If that wasn’t a come-hither glance, I didn’t know what was. The pit of my stomach stirred.
I had no argument. He had me there. He so had me.
Hawk took my silence as an invitation to come closer. Every step sucked more oxygen from the hall so that by the time he was close enough for me to swim in the blue of his eyes, I could barely breathe. My pulse was a drum.
“I—I have to get to work.” My voice was embarrassingly breathy. He was completely muddling my thoughts.
“Say yes.”
“You’re busy.” My argument sounded feeble. “I’m busy. It’s not a good idea.”
Hawk stroked my arm. Though I barely felt his touch through my thick coat, it was noticeable enough. “Come on. Be my date at the ball. You might like me.”
That was exactly what I was afraid of.
I already liked him. Too much.
“Okay,” I heard myself say.
It wasn’t a full smile. His lips tweaked just enough, but the victory dance going on in his eyes stole all of my attention.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes.”
His smirk bloomed into a full grin.
My head emptied completely. All thoughts fled.
Motion was impossible. All I could do was exist and try to keep breathing.
“Okay,” he said. “I’ll text you to coordinate things soI can pick you up. And I’ll probably text you anyway because I want to.”
He wanted to… He wanted me.
I’d known this for a while, but it was different this time. Maybe because this time I believed his interest was sincere. Any other man would have taken the hint and moved on by now.
