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Once standing, I stiffen for a second, watching him with a wary eye.
“What?” He tilts up one eyebrow at my obvious tensing.
“Just waiting to see if this was all a ploy to get me out of The Chair, so you could steal it.”
Instead of lunging for the soft cushions, he tosses an arm around my shoulders and scoops up my bag, sliding it onto his back.
“Not tonight, Shorty. I’m taking you out.”
10
NATHAN
“I’m gonna die.Seriously, this is so good; I’m going to just keel over. I can’t even handle it.” Hannah’s eyes threaten to roll back in her head as she scoops up another piece with her fork. A happy hum emanates from her throat while she chews.
“Glad to hear I’m lethal.” I give her my best smirk before taking a bite of my own.
She hits me with a friendly glare. “Stop trying to take credit. When they identify my cause of death, it won’t beNathan Cooper. It’ll bedeath by pie.”
“Death by pie, provided by Nathan Cooper,” I amend.
Hannah ignores me as she licks the last traces of caramel off her fork.
After getting close to her in the library, I couldn’t help taking a deep inhale of her pear scent. It made my mouth water and gave me an idea of what to do once she finally agreed to abandon The Spot.
Slice ’Em Up is a local pie shop I found at the end of my freshman year, which serves a variety of flavors. One happens to be a mouthwatering pear pie with cinnamon-caramel glaze, the filling so sweet that it makes my teeth ache and a crust so buttery that it flakes off in smooth chunks. I plunge my fork in for another round of the mind-melting taste.
On the pathway to my mouth, I realize Hannah is watching me. More specifically, she’s tracking my utensil. Then, I notice her plate is polished clean while I still have a good third of my piece left.
“Guess you approve of my version offun, huh?”
She doesn’t acknowledge my smile, eyes glued to my food. “Still haven’t passed judgment. Maybe I need more convincing.”
“More convincing? Or more pie?”
Hannah’s gaze flicks to mine with a smile as tempting as my dessert, and I’m incapable of denying her. Carefully, I extend my fork across our small table.
Her delighted grin holds out momentarily before she opens her mouth to accept the offering. Once the pastry sits on her tongue, I retrieve my silverware, watching it slide out of her closed lips. A flutter of her lashes and the slow movement of her jaw betray how she’s savoring my gift.
Suddenly, I’m hit with the knowledge that not only does she smell like pears, but if I were to dip my tongue into her mouth right now, she’d taste like them too.
“Okay, I concede. You have masteredfun.” Her words come out garbled from the food.
I let silence descend for a moment as I watch her finish chewing and swallowing while I consume the last bit still on my plate. The night air carries a slight chill, but Hannah doesn’t seem to mind, once again wearing her overly large sweatshirt with its mystery symbol.
When we’re both done, I collect our trash and toss it in a bin.
“Okay, so I guess that was a decent alternative to reading in the library. Thanks for the pie.” Hannah hefts her bag onto her shoulder and makes like she’s going to leave.
Without thinking, I reach out to wrap my arm around her waist and pull her in toward me. Hannah’s eyes go wide in surprise, staring up at me as if waiting for an explanation as to why I grabbed her.
Thinking on my feet, I throw out the first idea that comes to mind. “Let’s watch a movie. At my place.”
Hell, that sounds like such a line.
“That sounds like a line.” She seems to read my thoughts as she glares at me.
While I do like the idea of Hannah coming back to my apartment for some adult activities, that’s not what I meant at all.
