Page 18 of Shot at Love


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“Yeah, so. I mean, do you want something else to eat, or to play some video games? We could try our hand at Dance Revolution?”

“Um…” Kassie smiled as she looked over Luc, her eyes stopping on his knit toque. “No. I think I’m ready to head home. Maybe we can Dance Revolution some other time.”

“Sure.” Luc put his arm out for her to take it. But she just looked at it. “No? Okay. Just trying to be a gentleman. My car is this way.” He put his hand out in front of him, encouraging her to go first. Because, he was still a gentleman.

“Porsche, huh?” Kassie said, with an unimpressed look.

“Did you expect anything less? It’s like a muscle car and a fancy sports car had an affair, and this was the offspring. Best of both worlds, and my baby.” He patted the steering wheel.

Kassie rolled her eyes at his outpouring of love for the car and turned up the radio volume.

Kassie typed her address into the GPS on his phone, and he followed the directions. The drive home was silent, except for the booming beats of good ol’ rock ’n’ roll blaring from the speakers.

She spoke up. “There I am, to the right.”

Luc pulled over into the parking lot and up to the front door. “Want me to walk you up?”

“No. Contrary to popular belief, I can take care of myself. I know karate, remember?” She did a little chop to the air with her hand.

“Yeah, right. Karate.” Luc smirked. “I had a fun time tonight. Even if you did get us kicked off the go-carts.”

“Me?” Kassie exclaimed, offended but amused. “That was all your doing.”

“But it was fun. Right?”

“Yeah, it was fun.” A small smile slid across her lips.

And at that moment, her plump lips were all that he could focus on. A soft rock ballad played on the radio. The light from her apartment shone through her window, illuminating her beautiful face, and heavy, dark eyes. Taking a quick breath, and letting the moment rule his actions, he cupped her cheek and attempted to brush his lips against hers.

Instead of tasting how sweet he assumed her lips were, all he caught was air when she quickly pulled away.

“Wha-what are you doing?” Kassie backed her head into the closed car window with a soft gasp.

“Uh, I thought it was pretty obvious.” Confused, Luc ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

Her breathing was heavy, but it didn’t look as though she was scared. It was more like she was turned on. But the unsure look on her face made him settle back into his seat.

“Sorry. I mean, I’m Kaden’s little sister, remember? I think kissing is off-limits. Okay?”

No, it wasn’t okay. “I get it. Sure.” He would take his time convincing her that this was meant to be. It was true, she was Kaden’s little sister. And as wrong as it was, he liked a challenge. This was one challenge he wasn’t giving up on.

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CHAPTER EIGHT

Kassie

Kaleb’s little smile made Kassie forget anything was sitting on her mind and eating away at her gut. His watery, slobbery grin was goofy and adorable all at the same time. Kaleb squealed and cooed as Trina and Ali cheered in front of the television.

“That’s right, Kaleb. That’s your daddy in goal tonight!” Ali cheered. “Go, Daddy!”

The Renegades were playing tonight at home. Kassie didn’t go to the games too often, only when Ali invited her to tag along or if she planned a special night out with friends. But tonight, the three of them were at Ali and Kaden’s loft, watching the game. Willow played in the corner with some dolls she’d brought over, and Kaleb was content in his bouncy chair on the living room floor with Kassie sitting at his side.

“Trina,” Kassie said. “You usually go to the games, don’t you?”

Trina uncomfortably positioned herself on the couch, winching and rubbing her very pregnant belly. “Usually, yes. But today I’m feeling like a bloated, beached whale. Wasn’t in the mood to be out in public.”

Kassie could understand that.

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