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“Are you serious right now?”
“What?”
He sounds exasperated. “Someone hired a jazz band and came all the way over to the track just to beg for your forgiveness. And even after you pummeled them with crutches, they were still asking you to call them.”
“I think Jax asked me to call him so I could pay for his medical fees.”
“If it was just about medical fees, I wouldn’t have had to chase him out of Vision Tech yesterday.”
My eyes pop open. “Jax was at Vision Tech yesterday?”
“Minus the jazz band.” Adam scowls. “Even I wanted to wallop him with crutches by the time he was done.”
I know I shouldn’t laugh since I could have gotten charged with aggravated assault for that stunt at the sports day, but I do.
“The point is that you, Nova Delaney,” Adam touches my nose, “are incredible and brilliant and warm. And you shouldn’t discount how easy it is to fall in love with you.”
“Don’t say things like that,” I croak, my heart beating fast.
“Why not? It’s true,” Adam says, his voice low and chocolate-y.
I’m this close,thisclose, to throwing up a white flag of surrender and taking a hammer to the protective walls around my heart. Hell, by the time Adam’s done with me, all I might have to do is push a brick with my pinky and the whole thing will collapse.
I’m completely overwhelmed by the farmhouse ladies’ grand gesture and by Adam’s sweet words, that I don’t know if I have the necessary resolve to make rational decisions.
But I still have a tiny bit of Good Decision Nova bandwidth and I use it all trying to pull myself together.
Considering the fact that Adam backed off from the kiss in the medic tent, I’m not willing to risk thatthisis real. What if I totally butcher the signals? What if giving into what’s between us becomes an even tighter noose around my neck?
I’m leaving Vision Tech to be free.
Not to chain myself down harder.
Adam pulls my head in for a kiss to my temple and all the reasons why I shouldn’t be falling for my boss start wobbling like one-legged ponies.
“Relax, Nova. Just breathe.”
“I am breathing,” I mumble.
“I can see the wheels turning a million miles an hour in your head. Slow down.”
Heat swoops to life in my chest and I choke. If I hadn’t spent the past seven years building the walls between me and my boss, they probably would have blown over like the straw house with the Big Bad Wolf.
I inch back. “Where’s Rowan? Why’s he gone quiet?”
“I’m right here.” Rowan pops out from behind the couch.
“Were you hiding?” Adam has an astonished note in his voice.
“I thought you guys were going to start kissing or something.”
I cough loudly.
The tips of Adam’s ears go red. “Come help me unpack these groceries, kid.” He places an arm around his son’s shoulders. “How was your art class today?”
Rowan dives into a retelling of the day’s events as if he’d been waiting for the opportunity. Adam hangs on to every word while his son jabbers on about color palettes and shading.
I turn to watch them.
