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Chapter Eleven: Danielle
“I told you that you would enjoy getting to know Mr. Cowboy Hunk more often.”
I pat my face dry. “You know that’s not his name.”
“Yes, but you swore me to secrecy. So we need a codename, and I was up most of the night coming up with it.”
I open my eyes and peer at my reflection in the fluorescent light mirror. “You expect me to believe that you were up all night trying to come up with a nickname for Adrian and that’s what you came up with?”
“I was also grading some assignments and going over lesson plans. I thought it was a good chance to multi-task.”
I pick up the tube of sunscreen and squeeze out a generous amount. “Didn’t you accept a date the other day? With the dentist?”
“Yeah, but I’m probably going to cancel. There’s no spark. Nothing like you and Mr. Achy Breaky Heart.”
I grimace and spread the cream all over my face. “Believe it or not, Cowboy Hunk is a better nickname.”
Savannah laughs. “I thought you’d see things my way, so when are you seeing him again?”
“I don’t know, probably tonight. But I was thinking I’d surprise him.”
“I like where this is going. Wait, no more romantic excursions underneath the moon light?”
“Not tonight,” I reply, before reaching for a brush and raking it through my hair. “He’s been a little strange lately. I don’t know. Maybe it’s that relative of his who has issues?”
Or maybe he’s trying to tell me something about himself.
Adrian is the first guy I’ve liked who doesn’t make me feel like I need to change everything about myself.
With him, I don’t have to jump through hoops or make myself smaller to feed his ego.
It is both refreshing and terrifying to realize how attached I’m getting.
I have no idea how or when he did it, but Adrian Steele has gotten under my skin.
And I don’t mind.
I don’t mind that I have feelings for him. Or that he’s my first thought in the morning. And my last thought at night.
And I can’t bring myself to regret anything that has happened between us.
Not when it feels this good.
Do not get too attached, D. The point is to have an affair, not fall in love, remember?
Except a part of me wonders if it’s already too late.
We’ve spent the past few days together, and I still can’t get enough of him.
“Whatever it is, I’m sure he’ll get over it. The important thing is that he makes you happy. I’m so pleased for you, babe. I really am.”
“Thanks, Sav. Anyway, my internet hour is almost up, and I need to download this new assignment my therapist sent me. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay? Give Skittles a big kiss from me.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Humming to myself, I step back into the room and pick up my laptop. After sinking against the couch, I wait for my email to load.
