Page 22 of If the Trap Fits


Font Size:  

I laughed, his exaggeration pulling me out of my funk. “But I don’t even know your name.”

“I’m Connor. My grandmother’s Louisa.”

Ah, that Connor.

“Well, nice to meet you, Connor.”

“It is? Then maybe I’ll ask you out for a drink later. If I did, would you say yes?”

A man appeared next to Connor. Troy looked from Connor to me, a scowl etched on his face

Interesting.

“Maybe now is not the right time for this conversation.” Connor laughed, then paid me for two more pretzels. “I’ll catch you later. Think about it.”

He walked away, hips swinging.

“Didn’t know you were selling other things besides pretzels,” Troy said.

“For the right person, I can.”

His scowl deepened. “It’ll never work.”

“What won’t?”

“You and that guy.”

He fell silent when two kids ran up to the stall wanting some pretzels. They were a little short on money, but I gave them anyway.

“Why’s that?” I asked when they left.

“You’re not compatible. You’re both bottoms.”

I raised my eyebrows, stifling back my laugh. “Oh, he is? Did you ask him?”

“It’s obvious.”

“You should know better than to stereotype. Didn’t you also assume I topped?”

He’d been so worried that the first time we were to do it, he’d find himself at the bottom.

“Yeah, well, I’m not wrong about him.”

“You want pretzels?” I asked. “I can make you a fresh batch later.”

“I’ve had one too many. Gladys asked me to get some for her before they sell out.”

“I saved a batch for her at home. I know she has a sweet tooth.”

“Oh, I’ll let her know.”

He turned, but before he could walk off, I grabbed his wrist. Today he was wearing his glasses, the first time I’d seen them since his return. They offered me a glimpse of the nerd I’d been in love with in high school. They suited him, made him look scholarly, and it was sexy as hell.

“You’re wearing your glasses.”

“My contacts were irritating me.” He glanced down at where I still held on to his hand.

“Stay. I mean, my band is playing in a few minutes.” I gestured toward the stage where Ryker and Evan were setting up our equipment. “Can you stay and finish selling these pretzels?”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com