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His sultry tone murmurs the pet name he gave me as those blue eyes look up at me through dark lashes. “Little Dove. What a surprise.” His thumb strokes over the inked lines of the dove on my skin.
Dangerous shivers course through my body.
“I’m sorry. I think you must have me confused with someone else,” I say, ready to yank my arm back out of his touch, but I hesitate for some reason.
He leans forward and sits up, still holding my arm and now tracing circles with his thumb. His gaze shifts, resembling a similar look I saw in his eyes when he had his thumb in my mouth on the dance floor.
He takes a deep breath, and as he exhales, he seems to have drifted closer, somehow sitting up even taller.
I should have backed up long ago. Put more space between us. But I don’t think that really would have made a difference. He probably would’ve just hopped over the table.
Pulling me down until only mere inches separate us, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Little Dove, Little Dove.”
It takes me a moment to realize he just breathed me in. I don’t know whether to be turned on or creeped out. Or embarrassed at the fact that Alec, Laura, Chloe, and Jack are watching this.
“It is most definitely you.”
8
Cam
It is way too pleasing to watch her squirm with my closeness. What would she do if I pulled her forward and forced her to bend at her waist to get closer to me? Run and hide? Kiss me?
It’s ironic really that I can barely read her in a room full of light, but in the dark, I knew every little thing that she wanted, every thought she had. But now? I really don’t know.
Maybe I pushed her too far. Maybe I should just stop and let her breathe.
Nah.
Her heart is pounding—I can feel it in her wrist. I bet she is nervous as hell right now. Maybe she thinks she can still convince me it’s not her.
But I know it is from the tattoo she has to the way her body swayed side to side as she tried to hurry as she helped us. It might not have been the same dancing I saw her do at Fireflies. But in the time we spent together, I memorized how her body moved beneath the lights. Her having an apron on and a T-shirt didn’t change that. The movements sparked that memory in my brain.
I wish everyone else would walk away and give us the room we clearly crave right now. My focus is on Little Dove, ignoring the onlookers.
She is so stunning. What I thought was just a lighter blue in her eyes is so much more. The outer rim is darker, cerulean almost. The color dissipates to the palest of blues closer to her pupil.
Her bright blue eyes and that pretty pink hair remind me of cotton candy, and my weakness has always been my sweet tooth.
“I’m sorry. You must have me confused with someone else. I’ve got to go. Please let Chloe know if you need anything else.” Her words are choppy, no rhyme or rhythm to the flow, and her breathing is unsteady.
If I didn’t know any better, I would say that she wasn’t comfortable. But the look in her eyes right now says everything her mouth doesn’t.
I’m about to open my mouth to say that I’m sorry if I made her uncomfortable, and that if she doesn’t want to see me again, then I’ll respect that. But the second my lips part, she pulls her arm out of my grasp and speed-walks to the counter. But she doesn’t stop there. She goes through a door and out of sight.
Fuck. I blew it.
When I finally glance toward Kos and Laura, they look like sad parents who just watched their son get his heart broken.
Laura sighs and says, “You should go after her, you know.”
Leaning my head back against the booth, I stare at the ceiling and say, “Well, you saw how well that just went. I don’t think pushing it would really be the best way to go.”
Someone clears their throat, and I turn and see Chloe standing at our table, looking at me with regret in her eyes.
“Look, Nikki is going to kill me for this. But she is just scared. She will be the person to push you away before you even have a chance to do that to her. She had an amazing time at Fireflies with you. I-if you want, I can take you back there to see her.”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation.
