“This is where I tell you I wish I had met you in a different life.”
“Funny.” She pulled away from me. “Since I was just thinking how lucky I am to meet you in this one.”
Disappointment filled the room.
Questions asked.
Answers given.
Choices made.
And I had to wonder what would have happened had I told her the only thing I’ve been wanting to pursue for the last week and a half? Had been her heart.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Penelope
I slept like crap.
And it wasn’t the drink that did it.
Nope, all signs pointed to the amazing guy that refused to let me in. Not that I’d asked, but I’d at least been wondering if we could go in that direction. I mean, we’d held hands, kissed. Oh God, now I sounded like a stupid teenager with her first crush.
The point, I thought as I got out of bed that morning and put on my clothes to head into work, was that there were feelings. Big time feelings. And he’d looked pissed about Drew, but that was it.
Nohey, we kissed, let’s talk about it.
Nohey, so I like holding hands, but I swear it’s not a hand fetish.
It’s ayoufetish.
Let’s get married and make sweet love and fill this house with our offspring!
Okay, so he wasn’t going to say that, but he could at least say that there wassomething—anything.
I mean, there was something there. I felt the way he looked at me, the way I looked at him, that kiss. I almost started fanning myself—people don’t just kiss people they hate. At least in my world. You kiss them because you want them, because you’re attracted, because something exists in time and space between two human bodies, two souls, that must be recognized.
And although he kind of acknowledged it, I had been shut down so fast that my head spun.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, until I realized I was stomping down the stairs into the living room.
I quieted my steps and walked by the couch, only to stop and frown down at it.
Trevor was sleeping.
Remote in hand.
TV on.
And because the universe hates me, he chose that moment to open his eyes and stare up at me then fall to the floor. “Son of a bitch, you scared the shit out of me.”
I covered my face with my hands. “I’m sorry, I was just walking by and trying to figure out why you were sleeping on the couch and—”
“I didn’t want to miss you.” He rubbed sleep from his eyes. “I was supposed to give you a car or a ride, remember, since Drew dropped you off?”
“Well, yeah, but—”
His eyes darkened. “Please tell me your plan wasn’t to walk two miles at five a.m., in the dark, with predators lurking?”
