Page 40 of Rock Chick Rescue


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I heard him. I wasn’t going to argue about that either. It wasn’t as if I got held at knifepoint and was in bar brawls every day, but I wasn’t going to point that out. Not a lot of girls would go out of their way to defend how boring they really were, especially not to guys like Eddie. Anyway, I’d gone that route and I didn’t win that battle either.

He took his wallet out of his back pocket and held a card out to me, putting the wallet back in his pocket.

“You need a lift, you call me,” he said.

I didn’t take the card. “I’ll be okay.”

“Jet.”

“Seriously. I’ll be okay.”

All of a sudden, he took three steps forward, backing me into the corner of the overhang that shielded the front doors. My back hit the wall. I stopped and Eddie came in close.

I looked up at him to protest and kept my silence when I saw his eyes all pissed-off glittery.

“Someone offers to do something nice for you, you take ’em up on it.”

“I’ll be okay,” I repeated, kind of angry myself then too.

“I think it’s pretty clear you won’t be okay. You’re workin’ two jobs. One of them isn’t safe. You don’t have time to sleep. You don’t have a car. You’re taking care of your mom who isn’t well. Your dad blows into town, cleans out your bank account and makes you the target of a thug. That’s not okay.”

“It’ll get better,” I told him.

“When?”

“I don’t know, but I have to believe that because if I don’t…”

Damn!

Tears started to fill my eyes. I bit my lip and turned my face away. Now wasnotthe time to lose my cool. Not in front of Eddie.

“I have to go in,” I said and I did. I had to get away from him.

There was no getting away from him because his arms went around me and he drew me into his body.

I looked up at him, surprised, and saw his eyes had gone liquid.

My body tensed when it came into contact with his from our chests, down our bellies to our hips. Electricity shot through me. I tried to pull away, but one of his arms slid up my back, holding me in position while his head came down and he kissed me.

It was the worst kiss in the history of the world. I could not believe he was kissing me. Hot, handsome Eddie Chavez, kissing me, plain, boring Henrietta Louise McAlister. It freaked me out. I went all stiff, and this was not a good combination.

His head came up and he looked down at me.

I felt the heat in my face.

Such a bad kiss was humiliating and I knew it was all my fault. I would have been happy to be running from a charging elephant. Dancing around in a G-string at Smithie’s. Anywhere but there.

He didn’t say anything. He was just watching me and I started to squirm to get away, but he held on tight.

“Let’s try that again,” he murmured.

“No, I don’t—” I started to say, and then his mouth was on mine.

Since I was talking when his lips connected with mine, my mouth was open, and right away, his tongue slid inside.

Dear Lord.

The instant his tongue touched mine, my stomach curled, my bones turned to water and I melted into him. My arms went around his neck, my fingers slid into his hair, I tilted my head to the side and that was it.

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