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London
My phone buzzes in my purse just as Brock pulls into my parents’ driveway.
“You going to check that?”he asks as he turns off the engine.
I roll the back of my head against the headrest to look at him.“Huh?”
His lips quirk up as he nods to my lap.“Your purse.It’s been making noises for the past ten minutes.”
I shrug as a huge yawn escapes me.“I don’t wanna.”
Brock snorts.“You don’t wanna?”
“We both know who it will be.”
“You sure this crush of yours is one-sided?”
“Yep,” I say, dragging out thePwith a pop.
“Hmm.”
My brows furrow.“Hmm?”
“Yep.Hmm.”God, Perfect Brock has a perfect smile.
“What doeshmmmean?”I ask.
“It means hmm.Besides,” he says, turning in his seat, “I don’t think you’re in any state of mind to know what myhmmmeans right now anyway.”
I giggle.“You’re probably right.”
“You need me to walk you to your door, London?”
“Nah.I’m all good.”I reach down and fumble with my heels before whispering ,”Yes” when I finally succeed with the clasp and get them off, picking them up and dangling them from my fingers in front of him.“Especially without these on,” I say as another yawn takes hold, making him chuckle.
“Ah, not your first drunken rodeo?”
“I’m notdrunkdrunk.Just comfortably intoxicated.I’m free and easy, baby.”
Brock’s perfect brow arches, making him impossibly hotter as what I just said registers and my own eyes jump wide.
“Shit.I mean—um ...”
He reaches over and tucks my hair behind my ear in the same way Luca did back at the restaurant, but unlike when he did it, my skin doesn’t tingle and my body doesn’t threaten to melt into a puddle of goo in the leather passenger seat.As if reading my mind, a rueful smile appears on Brock’s face when he pulls away.
“You’re not going to remember this tomorrow.But just so we’re clear, you’re a catch, London Kelly.And as much as you don’t want to hear this, Luca knows it too.Hell,” he says with a dry laugh.“Every damn man you meet probably knows it.What you don’t get—but you will—is thatyouneed to believe it.”
I sigh.“I’m far too comfortably intoxicated to process this.”
His smile deepens.My eyes slide to the gorgeous solo dimple on his cheek.“I know,” he says.“What I’m trying to say is that you’re the only one who can work out whether putting your life on hold for Luca is worth it or not.”
“You sound like my sister,” I huff.
“Your sister must be a smart woman.”
“She is!”God, I’m tired.“You offering to be my rebound, Brock?”I ask, tilting my head and sending what I hope is a flirty smile his way.
