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“It’s not the kind of thing I can just drop my life and go do.” She made it sound like the answer was obvious.
And I disagreed. “No, but you can rearrange some things to make it happen, and you don’t have to do it all today and tomorrow. It’s a bucket list—if it was all easy, I’d suggest you add some nearly impossible things to it.”
“Do you have one? A bucket list?” Megan studied me.
Ah… “Not really.” The question tugged on a thread that was attached to the timeline of my past, and a series of memories tumbled free, most of them not great. Fortunately, they hit me all at once, and that meant I didn’t have to focus on any individual one. “A lot of my life has been more about survival than anything.”
That sounded dark. I didn’t mean to bring the entire conversation down. “But I already know there are things on yours I want to do, so I’ll help you and also make my own experiences,” I said.
Megan took a deep breath and her cheeks puffed out when she exhaled. “All right, so, the list. You know about Paris and the cliff jumping… See the northern lights, visit every continent, drive from Florida to Alaska, high school style makeover…” She frowned.
“What’s that?” Both the face she’d pulled and the line item.
“One of those things that needs to be swapped for something else.” Her laugh was nervous.
“No, no, no. Explain.”
Even the way she tugged at her hair was adorable. “You know those movies where no one notices the nerdy girl because she’s a little frumpy and wears glasses and always has her head down? And then they take her hair down and give her a little makeup, and she’s suddenly the most beautiful person in the entire school?”
This should be a judgment free experience, and I should keep my opinion to myself, but I wasn’t very good at that. “I do, and you’re already stunning.”
“Not the point I was trying to make, but thank you.” Her blush was captivating too.
I scooted my chair closer to hers. “Here, let’s make this easy.” I plucked the pen from her hand and stood behind her. With a twist and a tug, I pulled her hair into a loose bun at the base of her neck.
The gasp that floated past her lips when I brushed her skin was enough to tug at my cock.
God, help me.
I perched my sunglasses on her face, and took my seat again, studying my work. “There. Now you’rebasiclike a nineties movie girl.”
“Yeah?” Tiny smile played on her face.
“Yes. And now”—I plucked the glasses off her, and reached behind her to tug her hair free. It fell around her shoulders in soft waves that were the perfect length for knotting my fingers in. For yanking hard…
But I wouldn’t. Not yet, anyway. “Now, you’re gorgeous.”
Her grin was worth a billionaire’s fortune. “And now I can check something off my list.”
“Let’s find some more to check off,” I said.
She returned her attention to her sheet of paper. “There are the hot air balloons. The roller coasters. Sixt— Time Square on New Year’s Eve.”
“Whoa. Back up. What did you just skip over?”
“Nothing.” Megan’s voice was instantly soft.
Uh-huh. “Visiting Sixty-Sixth street? Driving Highway Sixty-Six?” I had a pretty good idea what it said, but I wanted to hearhersay it.
“What? No. It just saysSixty-Nine. I told you it was a kid’s list.” Her tone shifted from shy to brazen in an instant.
Because few numbers were funnier to a teenager thansixty-nine.“So you keep saying. Is that one you can check off?” I wasn’t making any judgments, but I was curious, and more than happy to fulfill more items like this with her.
She ducked her head.
I placed a finger under her chin and raised her gaze to mine. “If not, that’s fine. We’re here to do things, not linger on the fact they’re not done yet.”
“Okay.” Megan didn’t sound certain, but she kept moving down the list.
