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Becca walked him to the door. Now that he wasn’t touching her, she wanted to ask him to stay. Her skin longed for his warmth, and she had to remind herself that they hadn’t done anything more than kiss.
Hunter held the front door closed when her hand reached for the knob. “Wait.”
He stood very close, and she held her breath, sure he was going to kiss her again. But he took her wrist, the one with the stones.
“You want them back?” she said softly.
“Not yet.” He smiled. “But I’ll trade you.”
His fingers slid along her forearm, untying the dark silver hematite. He replaced it with a rich red stone and a pale yellow one. They sat heavy against her wrist, warm from his touch.
Becca ran her fingers over the slick surface of each. “What are these for?”
He stopped her fingers over the red stone. “Garnet, for confidence.”
“Garnet?” Her eyes flicked up to his. “For real?”
“Yeah.” A smile. “Don’t lose it.”
She touched the paler stone. It felt warmer than the others, almost searing her fingertips. She had to let it go. “And this one?”
“Citrine.” Then he did lean forward and brush his lips against hers. “For courage.”
His kiss seemed to breathe heat right into her body. She had to stop herself from grabbing his shirt and dragging him tight against her.
It was bad enough she was practically panting against the wall.
Hunter caught her hand and kissed her palm, laughing lightly. “I’ll see you in twenty minutes.”
He turned the knob, letting cool September humidity sneak into the house, carrying the scent of grass and pollen. Becca inhaled deeply, glad for the fresh air to clear her head.
Then he pulled the door wide.
And there on the porch, his hand poised to knock, stood Chris.
CHAPTER 27
Becca had no idea what to say.
Chris looked surprised for a bare instant—then his blue eyes were walled up and ice cold.
“So,” he said. “Guess you’ve got the ride to school covered.”
She opened her mouth to respond—but he was already turning, stepping off the porch, heading for his car.
His running car. With his brothers inside.
Crap.
And Hunter was going after him. “Hey.”
Chris ignored him.
“Hey.” Now Hunter’s voice carried a thread of anger. “Chris.”
There was no possible way this could go well.
“Stop. Wait.” Becca leapt off the porch, feeling grit from the walkway scrape at her feet. She wasn’t even sure which one of them she was addressing.
