AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“It’s so difficult not to kiss you,” he says, stopping a few inches short.
A few inches is fine, but it might as well be miles. Closing the distance feels—no,is—impossible since it would lead to so much drama if somebody saw us.
“I know the feeling,” I murmur.
He opens the passenger-side door for me. “I’m going to be a gentleman this evening. Just you see.”
I grin. “Well, this is a good start.”
Once we’re in the car together, the desire gets even stronger. Being closed away within the confines of the vehicle sends lies into my thoughts—lies like nobody can see us or would care anyway. I sit with my hands in my lap, pressing them together to relieve some of the stress of not kissing or touching him.
After he’s pulled away, he reaches over and takes my hand. I hate my first instinct to look out the window, checking if anybody’s watching, but we’re driving through the city too fast for anybody to peer in here and work out what’s going on. I squeeze his hand in return.
“This is so crazy,” I murmur, savoring his warmth.
“That’s becoming our catchphrase,” he says in a lightly teasing tone.
“It fits. I never thought we’d be going on adatetogether.”
“You’ve thought about it before?” he asks.
Crap. I didn’t mean to reveal that, but if we’re going to be together—and I so badly hope we are—I have to be honest.
“I had a crush on you when I was younger when you used to come by the house a lot. It was a silly childhood thing. After you left—after whatever happened between you and Mom…”
He tightens his grip on my hand. It feels like a reflex more than anything, as though he knows I’m hinting for more information and also that he can’t give it to me, not without Mom’s permission. All this intimacy, all this steam, and he may have done the same with my mom.
“I don’t care about a childhood crush,” he says fiercely. “All I care about is us, here, now.”
“Really? You don’t think it’s weird?”
“This whole thing is weird, but weird doesn’t necessarily meanbad. It means different, and if being a little different is the price we pay for being together, I’d pay it a thousand times.”
When he stops at a red light, I do something silly. Leaning across, I press my lips against his cheek. He turns and kisses me on the lips instead. We sink into it, all the texting steaminess breaking through into real life. He groans passionately. We could do this all day.
Then somebody beeps their horn behind us. The light has changed. We laugh together, sharing a look before he continues driving. Our laughter rises around us, and I know I’ll never forget this. It’s like a calm island in the midst of a storm, a chance for us to roleplay what being a genuine couple would feel like.
“That was silly,” I murmur. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m not complaining. Anyway, I doubt anybody is watching this red light just in case an inappropriate kiss happens.”
“True,” I say, knowing he’s right but hating the need for the paranoia. “Anyway, what was your good news?”
“Peter and I found Axel. We spoke to him. Well, to be blunt, we threatened him.”
“You put the fear of God in him,” I murmur, remembering what Jax said in a text.
“We did. He shouldn’t give you any more problems. Still, be careful. Keep settings the alarm. Call me if you notice anything suspicious. If he’s stupid enough to cause issues now, he’ll regret it.”
“What will you do?” I ask when his tone gets dark and destructive as if he’s capable of anything.
“We told him we’d kill him,” Jax says.
When I gasp, he glances at me.
“Don’t worry. Unless he does something drastic, I wouldn’t kill somebody in civilian life. Iwoulddo it, though, if he forced me to. If he hurt you, but if he starts hanging around outside your house again, I will tool the bastard up… badly.”
“It probably says something about me that I kind of like that,” I murmur.
