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“Stella’s friend,” she clarifies,annoyed.
“The hell you hear that?” I ask with ascoff.
“We all saw it at the fair—to my surprise, considering, months ago, you made it clear you weren’t interested in dating,period.”
“I’m not dating anyone.” I pause and pinch my lips together. “Not that it’s anyone’s fuckingbusiness.”
A rush of red storms her cheeks. “Asshole,” she mutters before turning around and stomping to hercar.
* * *
Two days have passedsince the fair fiasco, and communication with Willow has been limited and vague. Phone calls go unanswered. Text messages consists of one word. I’ve never received so manyKandCoolresponses.
That’s changingtoday.
It’s our first doctor’s appointment. I texted Willow the details after scheduling it and waited for the argument I knew was coming, but surprisingly, she agreed … with a fuckingK.
I park my truck and wait until she walks out of her apartment before jumping out and joining her on thesidewalk.
“Nuh-uh,” she says. “I’m drivingmyself.”
“No one is driving,” I reply. “It’s a five-minute walk. I thought we’d enjoy thestroll.”
She pinches her lips together, and her shoulder smacks against mine when she bursts past me and down the sidewalk. “I’llpass.”
She pushes when Ipull.
I pull when shepushes.
One of us is always resisting when the other comesforward.
I speed-walk to keep up with her. “Come on. The weather is perfect. Let’s save the environment and conserve gas, not pollute the air. Walking with me will save theworld.”
My humanity-saving argument doesn’t stop her, and I nearly miss her mocking me, an uneven smile on her lips. I don’t hold back my shit-eating grin when she passes her car and keeps walking. I stay a few steps behind and let her believe she’s getting her way until ithappens.
I rush forward when she trips on her feet, falling forward, her knees almost hitting the concrete while her lips are close to kissing the sidewalk. I stretch my arm out to capture her around the waist, and she yelps as I steady her. Instead of breaking my hold when she’s stable, I tighten my grip, my fingers sinking into the cotton of herGirl PowerT-shirt, and stare down ather.
I wait for her to pull out of my hold and tell me never to touch her again. She does none of that. She stays still, catching her breath, and shakes herhead.
“Really?” she mutters. “So damn cliché. I fall, and you catchme.”
I can’t help but chuckle at the actuality of her words. “Just like in themovies.”
I release my hold on her waist but move my hand to her elbow just incase.
“You’re nervous,” Isay.
I run my hand up and down her arm in an attempt to calm her nerves. I don’t know what has her riled up more—her almost fall, us touching, or thisappointment.
She pulls out of my hold with a grimace and runs her hand down her long hair. “No shit,Sherlock.”
“Anything I can do tohelp?”
“Notcome.”
“Anything I can dobutthat?”
Her hands start shaking, and I turn so that I’m standing in front of her. She attempts to maneuver around me, but I take a step over. She tries the other side. I do the samething.
