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His expression becomes inscrutable as he leans back against the booth. “Thanks, appreciate it.”
“Always!” She holds his gaze for another second or two before turning to me. “Hi, what can I get for you?”
I glance down at the menu. “I’ll have a burger loaded with the works, minus the onions. Along with an order of cheese fries and a chocolate milkshake.” Another wave of nostalgia crashes over me.
The waitress stares at me for a beat longer than necessary before her attention returns to Wolf. “I suppose you’ll have your usual?”
The slow smile that spreads across his face, making his eyes crinkle at the corners, is like a punch to the gut and nearly steals my breath away. It seems to have a similar effect on our server.
“You guessed it.”
“I’ll be back in a minute with two glasses of water.” She glances around the brightly lit space before dropping her voice. “Even though it’s crowded, I’ll put a rush on the order.” She gives him a wink before taking off.
“Looks like you have a real fan,” I say lightly, not wanting to admit, especially to myself, that a kernel of jealousy is burning a hole at the bottom of my belly.
Wolf is a hot guy with his buzzed hair, green eyes, and chiseled muscles. Even beneath his clothing, the cut of his body is obvious. Add in the colorful tattoos that peek from the collar of his black sweatshirt, and he’s catnip for the female species. I haven’t even gotten to the part about him being the starting goaltender for the Western Wildcats and no doubt bound for the pros.
As much as I’ve tried to ignore his larger-than-life presence since arriving on campus freshman year, that would be impossible. He’s always been there, lurking in the shadows of my mind.
Even as I sit across from him, I’m hyperaware of the handsome man he’s grown into.
I get the feeling that he notices everything.
Every shift of my body.
Every unsteady breath that fills my lungs.
Nothing escapes his attention.
Our proximity is disconcerting.
It’s impossible to believe that there was a time when I was drawn to him, couldn’t get close enough, wanted to bask in his presence 24/7.
Now the opposite is true.
Or maybe I only wish that were the case.
The lines I’d thought were so clearly drawn now feel blurred. Both my thoughts and feelings are a chaotic, confused mess.
He shrugs.
The gesture is casual, but the way he watches me is anything but. It feels predatory in nature.
Possessive.
I shift and blurt out the first thing that comes to mind, only wanting to break the escalating tension before we choke on it. “Thanks for the lesson.”
“It wasn’t a problem. I would have taught you years ago if you’d asked.”
“I wasn’t ready at that point,” I admit. I’m not even sure I’m ready now. But what choice is there? I won’t allow my parents to sell Miles’ Porsche. He loved it way too much.
So, I’ll learn.
Even if that means spending time alone with Wolf.
With a nod, his expression softens. It’s as if he can read my thoughts as they pop into my brain, and I hate it. Hate that keeping secrets from him is impossible.
We shouldn’t be so finely attuned to one another after all these years of separation.
