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“You should have warned me!”
“You didn’t know?”
“How would I know? I’ve never seen it before.”
“Clearly,” Tully snickered, and leaned back into the couch cushions. Nathan didn’t seem so worried about the blood and gore anymore, and he didn’t look upset at her laughing at him. He dropped his hands and chuckled with her. Eyes steady on her face, Nathan leaned in closer and Tully’s laughter slowed down the nearer he got.
Her heart picked up its pace.
Damn, he looked too good with his hair like that. He’d shed his red jacket and all that was left was his white shirt. Even that looked good on him.
It might just be him. Everything looked good on Nathan Rondeau to her, and it sent her chest into overdrive as he lowered his voice.
“Keep this between us. I don’t want anyone but you to know I can’t watch these.”
He was so close. Once upon a time she might have thought too close, but for him nothing was too close anymore. She wanted him closer. Her body rang like a bell on the inside. He wasn’t even doing anything and shewantedhim.
He didn’t need to ask, the answer would be yes.
How easy it would be to lean forward and just . . . touch him. His lips with hers.
She’d done it before.
But this was different. Now she knew how she felt about him, or at least she thought she knew.
Her head thought it knew, thanks to her heart’s persistence, but it was always best to be sure about things. And the best way to be sure about anything was through testing.
She thought she liked him, especially the way he was staring. His tongue flicked out over his lips, and she rather liked that a lot too.
So, if she was going to claim to like him . . . like really,stupidly, like him—she should at least be sure.
So she did what any other researcher would do—she kissed him.
Her eyes clenched shut and she was against him and his soft lips.
He gasped, surprised. Only then did it occur to her that she should have asked.
It also occurred to her that she was in deep, deep trouble.
Yes, hypothesis confirmed, she liked him.
A whole hell of a lot more than she thought.
Her chest was on the brink of implosion, her head ringing in alarm while the soft fluttering through her body said otherwise. A brush on the side of her hand that felt suspiciously like his familiar fingers, carefully moving to hers.
This was bad. This was so very, very bad.
She was lucky that she heard the footsteps on the front porch, and the key clicking open the deadbolt.
They both inhaled sharply and snapped apart. Shocked, he stared at her and then towards the hallway that was empty now but would reveal who just walked in. Three seconds.
That was all the time they had to move. She knew her face mirrored Nathan’s panic when she looked at him; his slightly plump lips mouthed something she couldn’t make out but she did know one thing. He needed to hide. Right now.
She pushed his shoulder and he scrambled off the couch. In a flurry of motions, they both moved under the cover of screaming in the television screen rushing him to the other side of the sofa and behind the arm.
He ducked on the ground. She was propped pretty in the center cushion of the couch.
The steps stopped and she turned to see their intruder.
