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“I’m reading you like a book, Saraci.”
“Then maybe I’m not the only one who’s dyslexic.”
She slipped off the ring.
He slipped it right back on. “Don’t. I’ll hurt you.”
“Oh, really? How?”
“I think you know.”
She regretted not stashing an extra pair of panties in her purse. “Do we even have to meet up?” she asked. “Can’t everything be done virtually?”
That week could very well be the last excuse she had to see him outside of anything having to do with Delilah. They hadn’t even reached the airport yet, and she already missed him.
“Monday, Raina.”
The man would not be deterred, but they wouldn’t see each other on Monday. Her schedule didn’t care that she had to eat or sleep. The brands she would be representing during Fashion Week assumed that a sizable paycheck erased the need for both. Once she retired, she would not miss this life.
“Fine. Monday.”
They returned to silence sharper than the tip of a needle and remained silent on the way to their gates. Their gates turned out to be right next to each other, so they sat together until their groups were called.
She stood.
He rose with her.
“I’ll see you next week,” she said.
“Monday,” he reiterated.
“What is it about me that makes you want to…” She shook her head. Arguing wouldn’t do her a lick of good. This man wanted to be rid of her. Their time together obviously hadn’t resonated with him the way it resonated with her. “Okay, Saraci. Monday.”
“I’ll pick you up,” he added.
“I’ll meet you.”
“What’s the address where you’ll be?”
“What’s your address?”
His jaw tightened. “What is it about me that you…” He shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. They just called your group.”
She grabbed her stuff and headed to her gate. As she stood in line, she felt him watching her, so she looked over her shoulder to see if she was right.
Their gazes clashed.
For the first time in her life, she didn’t want to go home. She didn’t want to bask in the silence and solace of her own space after being around hundreds of people for the last several days.
It wasn’t as though he was the first man she’d ever had feelings for, but she’d never hadthesefeelings. The thing about him, the one she couldn’t put her finger on, grew more significant the more time they spent together. By now, she should have been able to decipher what it was about him that made her heart beat until her head hurt.
She faced forward.
The line inched along.
Then she felt a hand on her upper arm.
Lucas pulled her out of line, turned her around, and she dropped the carry-on handle as he cradled her chin and blessed her with a kiss so soft, she thought of silk and feathers and cashmere.
