Page 61 of Blue Collar Babes


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I roll my eyes and fix him with a glare.

“What do you want?” I repeat.

“To talk about us.”

“There is no us. There hasn’t been in twelve years.”

A flash of pain shoots through his expression but is gone before I can confirm it was there.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’ve apologized already.”

My mind flashes back to the horrible Saturday night before I left for college that I would rather forget.

“I miss you.”

Is it possible to feel yourself softening toward someone? Asking for a friend.

It’s me. I’m the friend.

“Shep.”

“Do you miss me, Jade?” he murmurs.

He closes the distance and aligns our bodies the best way he can given our significant difference in height. Almost a foot.

Say yes, stupid!

“I…”

“You…?” he prompts.

“I…I don’t even know if you brought a date tonight,” I tell him and shake my head in an attempt to clear it.

“I did.”

Jealousy is a green-eyed bitch.

“Jagger.”

It takes a minute for his response to register.

His full lips twitch before they stretch into a broad smile.

“You’re awful,” I groan and push at his chest.

He captures my wrist and holds my palm against his racing heart.

“You’re the only one who’s ever done this to me.”

His words echo my thoughts from earlier and drag me back under his spell. I clench my hand, flexing my fingers against the soft fabric of his button-down shirt. It’s a big deal for a man used to T-shirts and jeans. I should push him away, pull my arm back, something. Anything. But all I can do is stay locked in his gaze, our eyes having a conversation all by themselves.

“I…”

I should go. Those words flit in and out of my mind faster than a hummingbird. I don’t want to go. Not yet.

Boosting myself onto the counter, I have a moment of gratitude it’s not wet before I cup the back of his neck and tug him down.

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