“Are you shitting me right now?”
“Okay, that’s not the reaction I was expecting,” he says. “Perhaps I was reading into things––”
“Don’t you dare back out, Rhys Hartford. You know exactly how I feel about you.” I pause to catch my breath. My heart is beating so fast. “But this is–– I mean–– Holy shit–– Just, wow.”
He bursts out laughing. “I’ve been thinking––”
“And for the record, I like how you think.”
His glacier-blue eyes meet mine, and I swear my pussy flutters.
“What am I going to do with you, dimples?”
Keep me.
“I can keep avoiding you or we can dive in with both feet.”
“I vote for the latter.”
I’m so elated, I could fly.
His grin is epic. “We’re on the same page.”
I worry my bottom lip, debating if I should ask the question burning my tongue. I have a tendency to put my foot in my mouth when it comes to this man, and I don’t want to ruin this perfect moment.
He narrows his gaze. “What is it?”
“What about Noah? He’s still my big brother, and that’s always been a deterrent for you.”
“Not anymore.”
“It’s not?”
“This isn’t about Noah and me… this is aboutus.” The lust radiating from his eyes is so searing hot, it could set my bodyablaze. “If you want to go out on a date with me, that’s all that matters?—”
“I want to go out on a date with you. I’ve been waiting my whole life to go out on a date with you. I’m fucking excited to go out on a date with you.”
He laughs his head off.
“Seriously though, should we tell my brother?”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”
“Okay.”
I can finally put years of repressed emotion behind me.
He flashes me an arresting smile.
“What?”
“You’ve always had this strange effect on me, Keira. On one hand, I want to fuck you senseless. On the other, I want to protect you from guys… even me. I no longer have to be torn or feel guilty for having inappropriate fantasies about you.”
I’m paralyzed in a stupor.
“You fantasize about me?” I croak when my brain kicks into gear again.
He nods.