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My eyes fly up to her face, which is now turned over her shoulder and glaring. Fuck. She caught me. I somehow manage to blurt out, “Nope.”
“Hmm.” Based on her scowl, she doesn’t believe me. Not that she should. I was blatantly admiring her ass. And having thoughts that would no doubt earn me a swift kick to the dick if she ever heard them.
Thank God for an inner monologue. Not that I should be checking out her body. I don’t even like her. My blood sugar must be low.
We reach one of the two emergency exits, and Samantha steps aside.
“Go ahead.” She sweeps her arm, motioning for me to give it a try. “Be the hero.”
I take it back. Samantha’s ass is only good for one thing. Kicking.
Lips pursed, I stalk to the door and push the handle. It doesn’t move.
“What the…”
Not waiting for her to respond, I race to the other side of the library to try the other exit. Nothing.
“Emergency exits my ass. What if there was a fire?”
“The school is closed for the summer.”
I eye her suspiciously. “You knew these doors would be locked.”
“I had an inkling.”
“Yet you let me run around like an idiot without saying anything.”
“Oh, you pretty much look like an idiot most of the time.” She flashes a bright, overly cheerful smile. “With or without my input.”
I clench my teeth. “Do you have any brilliant ideas on how we can get out of here?”
“So you admit it. I have brilliant ideas.”
Trying to ignore the growing sense of doom or the way my dick twitched just now when she arched an eyebrow at me, I motion at the wall of windows. “Maybe we should try the windows.”
“We don’t have time to keep dicking around with the doors and windows. The bonfire is starting in a couple of hours.”
“Well, I’d love to hear how you propose we get out of here.”
“It’s easy.” She pulls out her phone. “We’ll just have to call someone to let us the hell out.”
I clench my eyes shut and grimace. I’m a fucking idiot. Of course. We could just call someone. Why didn’t I think of that?
Then again, it’s always been hard to think around Samantha.
I open my eyes in time to see her stare at her phone in horror as she unleashes a loud expletive. Despite the precarious situation we’ve found ourselves in, I can’t help but chuckle.
Her eyes narrow into slits. “What could possibly be so funny right now?”
“Your vocabulary. I had no idea it was so… colorful.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
Clearly. Though, I’m inclined to think I know her better than she’ll ever concede. Even after all this time.
I guess I don’t have to worry about curbing my own language. Not when Samantha has it in her to curse like a sailor.
“So.” I look at her expectantly. “What’s the problem?”
