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“Ouch!” I jerked back, hopping on one foot. “Motherfu—ow, ow, ow!”
“What did you do?” William asked, turning around, reaching for me. “You stubbed your toe?”
“You yanked me, and I was more interested in you than watching where I was going.” I used him for balance as I grabbed my foot, pressing my fingers down on my throbbing toe. “Ow.”
“That’s right, blame me.” He laughed and wrapped one arm around me, steadying me on my one foot. “You’ll be fine in a minute.”
“Easy for you to say. You don’t feel like your toe is falling off.”
“You’re being very dramatic.”
“I just stubbed my toe, William. If there’s ever a time to be dramatic, it’s now.”
Laughing, he tucked me against his side and manoeuvered us around the side table, forcing me to release my foot. I gingerly set it down, putting the weight on my toes.
Why was it always the baby toe?
How could such a small appendage hurt so much?
“You’ll be fine.”
“It might be broken,” I pointed out, trying to wiggle my toes.
“If it was broken, you’d know.”
“How?”
“You just would. That’s how I know you haven’t broken it,” he said dryly. “Why did you have to forget your phone?”
“Why did you not check to make sure yours was charging?” I shot back.
“Touché.” His fingers lightly tickled my side. “Do I have to carry you out of here, or do you think you can make it without falling over yourself?”
I sniffed. “I can manage.”
“Are you sure?”
“If you keep carrying on like this,youwon’t be making it out of the library.”
“Ooh. Miss Brown in the library with a book. There’s something Cluedo didn’t think about.”
Miss Brown.
I wasn’t Miss Brown, though.
I stilled, drawing him to a stop with me. “I…”
“What?” He looked down at me, and somehow,some-frigging-how, I was looking right into his eyes.
They were so bright despite the darkness.
I didn’t know how or why that was. How he always managed to stand out. He’d done that since we’d walked into each other at the coffee shop.
I wanted to say since we’d met, but that wasn’t true. We’d met long before that day, and he still had no idea about it. About whom I was, who my family was.
I had to tell him the truth.
“Are you sure you didn’t break your toe?” he asked quietly, his voice barely above a murmur. He stepped in front of me and looked down.
