Allen, because yes, she could be charming too.
His eyes dropped from her mouth to her chest in about two seconds.
They quickly flickered back up and the guy’s cheeks actually turned a little
bit pink when it was obvious that she’d noticed what he’d done.
“Sure. Great. Go ahead. I’ll just be at the house. Just ring the bell
whenever.”
“Okay. Thank you again for letting me put my lunch in your fridge.”
Allen’s eyes darted straight to Romi’s behind when she turned to face the
barn. Kiera resisted the urge to deck the guy in the face. He was just being a
guy. It wasn’t his fault Romi was killer hot in a pair of tight skinny jeans. It
wasn’t his fault that she could basically induce drool in just about anyone
who looked at her for more than a few seconds. Which would be everyone
on earth, because Romi was that kind of pretty. You couldn’t help but stare
at her.
Still. It pissed Kiera off. It made her feel far less than charitable.
“See you in a few hours then.” Kiera gave a nod and then she took off
towards the barn.
Romi trailed after her. She actually overtook her at the end and Kiera had
to drop her eyes down to the overgrown grass at her knees to keep from
staring where Allen had been looking as Romi tugged the door open. She
had to give it a few tries. Kiera was practically grinding her teeth and telling
herself to just freaking breathe by the time the thing came loose.
Kiera had been through this before. The attraction. The falling. Even the
times she thought she’d been in love. In the end, it was always the same. It
didn’t work. Love always fell apart. It became trivial and petty and spiteful.
It became about what one person could get out of the other. A game of
transactions. Even if Romi was available, which she definitely wasn’t, there
was no way she was going to open herself up to that kind of hurt again.
When Romi turned to flash her a thumbs-up, her excitement making her
look even prettier, Kiera charged ahead, ready to get to work. It was the