Page 52 of When Dawn Breaks


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“So you and Tess were gone for a while in the bathroom,” Ant observes, opening the passenger door of his truck before gesturing for me to climb inside.

I nod in thanks and hop in, loving the way the new car smell engulfs me the moment I do. Ant just bought this truck three days ago, his first real purchase since arriving in California. Apparently, he sold his old truck before he came here.

I can tell he’s excited to be taking back some of his independence and doing things on his own again. I know the feeling well. Probably because I’ve had to do the very same thing he is—start all over.

“Just girl talk,” I finally answer, snapping my seatbelt in place as he settles into the driver’s seat next to me.

“Just girl talk.” He gives me sideways glance before firing the engine to life. “Did this girl talk have something to do with me by any chance?”

“I don’t know what would give you that impression.” I hold out my hand and inspect the red nail polish that’s already started chipping off of two fingers, like I couldn’t be more bored with the conversation, when in reality I want desperately to talk to him about some of the things I discussed with Tess.

“Are you trying to wound my ego?” He chuckles, looking both ways before pulling out into the street.

“Like that would ever be possible,” I joke.

“I’m not made of steel here, Kingsley.”

“And here I thought you were. Pity.” I laugh when he reaches over and squeezes my leg just above the knee.

“Careful,” he warns playfully, glancing toward me and then back to the road.

“What about you, you and Sebastian talk about anything I should know about?” I turn the tables on him, my gaze focused out the windshield.

“You mean, did we talk about you?” This pulls my attention to the side of his face, and I watch a slow smile creep across his mouth. “Now why would I ever tell you that when you are always so secretive with me?”

“I’m not secretive with you. But what is discussed between Tess and me stays between Tess and me. It’s always been that way.”

“Is that so?”

“It is.”

“I think I could come up with a few ways of making you talk.”

“Why do you want to know what we talked about so badly?” I shift in my seat so that I can study his reaction.

“Because I like to know what you say about me when I’m not around.” His smile is infectious, and it’s nearly impossible to keep my own at bay.

“Again, there you go assuming we were talking about you.”

“And there you go again. I’m not sure my ego can take much more of this abuse,” he laughs.

“I think you and your ego will be just fine.” I shift forward again, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” he quips, earning a playful smack to his bicep from me. “Ouch.” He fakes pain. “Now you’re not just beating on my ego, you’re literally beating on me.”

“I can beat you a hell of a lot harder than that.” I narrow my gaze at him, loving the way his eyes sparkle when they meet mine for the briefest moment before darting back to the road.

“Do tell.” His voice drips with seduction.

“Oh my God,” I laugh, smacking him again. “You would take it there.”

“Hey, you’re the one over there talking about beating me. What’s a guy to do?” His laughter rumbles through the cab of the truck, and I let the incredible sound wash over me.

“So typical.” I roll my eyes even though my smile is firmly in place.

“I told Sebastian you were an incredible kisser,” he says so casually like it just fits right into the conversation.

“Huh?” I question, confused by his sudden statement and needing a moment to let my mind catch up.

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