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I cleared my throat and jerked my hand from my hair before I went back to staring at our interlaced fingers. It didn’t seem natural that I was elated, wanting this moment to last forever, and yet uncomfortably self-conscious, wanting to die from mortification, at the same time. But if I did die right then with my hand warm in his, I was sure I’d go a happy girl.
Which had to be wrong.
I needed to stop the madness.
“How long do you think we should wait until the coast is clear?”
A muffled yell reverberated through the house.
Knox glanced from the doorway to me. “A bit longer, I’d guess.”
I smiled, and he smiled back.
“It’s going to be a miracle if we get you out of here without anyone seeing you.”
He nodded, but he didn’t seem too concerned about it. He just kept watching me, until I cleared my throat, which seemed to alert him to what he was doing.
Shifting his attention to the vanity, he took in a counter full of all my scattered, intimate toiletries. I cleared my throat again, a little unnerved by his inspection.
“Sorry, it’s...yeah, a total mess in here.”
His gaze veered back to me. “You’re not like them, are you?”
I blinked, not following. “Like who?”
He hitched his chin toward my bathroom door. “The rest of your family.”
A slice of helpless depression swept over me. I glanced down at my hands—our hands—clasped together in such a familiar way. The comfort of holding on to him sat in stark contrast to the way every other awkward part of me felt.
“No,” I admitted glumly. “I guess not. I’m kind of the misfit.”
Definitely the misfit.
When Knox let out a small breath, I looked up. He’d furrowed his brows and pursed his lips as if he had something to say to that, except he didn’t.
I pulled my hand from his, sure he’d be glad to finally be free of me.
My fingers felt cold and slightly damp from pressing them against his, so I rubbed my palm against my hip, but then felt sad about scrubbing his touch away.
Spinning to hide my mortification, I reached for the door handle. “I’ll see if they’re still looking for you.”
Except another stifled shout had me yanking my fingers from the door.
“Or not.” I turned back to him. “So what do you want to do to pass the time?” I blurted, my skin prickling with the worst case of nerves in my entire life. “I mean, we could...”
I glanced around the bathroom.
There were tons of things a person could do in a bathroom, but none of them seemed like something one could do with a near stranger. A frown tugged at my brow. Well, crap. I kind of sucked as a hostess.
Knox laughed softly, and I jerked my attention to him.
His brown eyes twinkled with a warm humor that had me catching my breath in awe.
He shifted closer. “When I said you weren’t like them, I meant nice.” He waved a hand in my direction. “I meant you were nice, not some kind of weird misfit.”
My mouth fell open. The expression on my face must’ve alerted him to how strongly his words affected me.
Color lit his cheeks. He cleared his throat and glanced away. “I mean, you’re not...you know.” When he flailed out his hand, I frowned, totally confused.
