“No.”
“Let’s just skip the argument and get to the point where you give in.”
My face grew hot. “I-I don’t give in.”
Piper smirked. “You very much do. But you can tell yourself that if it helps you sleep at night.”
I hated that she was exactly right. I crossed my arms, willing myself not to give in on this one. She stared right back, which only led to me watching her for far too long.
Her hair fell in loose waves today. An errant strand was right in the middle of her eyebrows.
“Hang on. I need to touch you.”
“Need to? I like it when you say that.”
I rolled my eyes. “You have a hair.”
“Oh. Okay.” She leaned in and I moved it for her.
“There you go.”
“I could have gotten it, but thank you.”
“We’re practicing, aren’t we?” I asked. “You didn’t flinch.”
“Like I said, I know these hands. One day, I want to know them better than my own.”
Her words felt like they went straight through my heart. “Nice romance line. You should put it in a book.”
I stepped away, cutting the contact. Piper’s smile dimmed for only a second, and I felt like the biggest asshole in the world.
“Are you busy tonight?” she asked.
“Not really. Why?”
“It would be nice to watch a movie with someone. I used to do that a lot before I moved.”
It had been forever since I even had the time to watch a movie. “I can make time for it.”
“Good. What kind are you into?”
“Do I look like I have time to watch anything?”
“Let me guess, you don’t have any idea what came out in the last fifty years.”
“Fifty years? I’m notthatold.”
Piper laughed. “You sure like to pretend you are.”
She was very right, and I didn’t like it.
“Pick something. I’ll enjoy it.”
She led me to the couch where she got a movie up on her TV. She sat on one end while I was on the other and hit play.
I was having a hard time focusing on the movie because of her sitting near me.
Ever since all of our practice, Piper didn’t watch me closely. She didn’t feel tense in my presence.
