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My laugh surprises even me. Clover looks up at me, smiling like she's proud of making me laugh, and my heart flips. I'vebeen falling for this woman since the first moment I met her, and falling completely, head-over-heels in love with her happens in an instant.
The urge to tell her how I feel rises strong and hard in me, but she looks away and the moment is lost. She's not ready to hear it. She still doesn't believe there's a future for us. I need to change her mind about that, but first, I have to figure out how we can make it work.
"I'm not going to poison you," Jaxon says, watching us like he's trying to figure us out. "It's been a long day and I don't have the energy to dig two graves tonight."
"That's not comforting at all," Clover says. "But I like your honesty."
"I'm watching you cook," I say. "And we're only staying because you've given us no other choice."
Jaxon chuckles. "I've given you no other choice? You broke into my house—"
"The door was unlocked," Clover says.
Jaxon shakes his head, but he's smiling. "Whatever." He picks up a blanket from the floor in front of the couch. "You can use this to cover your top half, Asher. I'll throw your clothes in the wash while I make dinner."
"Guess we're staying," Clover says. She looks far more excited at the prospect than I am.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Clover
I've been pinching myself so much I'm sure I'm going to have bruises on my arms. This isn't a dream. I'm actually having dinner with a world famous pop star.
He's even more handsome in person. The planes of his narrow face are sharp enough to cut my pasta noodles and his eyes are the bluest I've ever seen. He's long and lean, almost delicate, and he moves like he's dancing, even when he's just shoveling food into his mouth. It's like he hears music we can't. It's sexy as hell.
And, as exciting as that is, all I really want is for Jaxon Hayes to leave so I can straddle Asher's lap and kiss him some more. Already, I want him again. I've never felt so insatiable for another human.
And the really scary part is that I don't just want to have sex with him again, I want to curl up in bed and fall asleep with him wrapped around me. Which is a really bad idea. I need to shut down these growing feelings for Asher, but I don't know how.
I fork up another bite of the spaghetti with marinara Jaxon made and chew. It tastes like the best thing I've ever eaten. I don't think I've ever been so hungry in my life. Jaxon offered to make us some fancy black bean tacos from scratch and Asher and I agreed we were way too hungry to wait however long it would take him to make it.
"There's still something I don't understand," I say. Asher watched Jaxon like a hawk while he made dinner, but the two ofthem talked about some stupid sports ball tournament instead of the important stuff. "Why are you in hiding and why are you walking around the woods dressed like Bigfoot?"
Jaxon's head jerks up and he looks at me with a kind of wild expression. "I never said I was hiding."
"Okaaay." I'm willing to let that go even though he's so obviously hiding. "Then what's with Bigfoot?"
He sighs. "My aunt owns the outpost on the edge of town."
"The outpost?" Asher asks. "I loved that place as a kid. I didn't know it was still open."
"I haven't seen it." I try to picture where in town it might be with no success.
"That's exactly the problem," Jaxon says. "Aunt Myrna was talking about having to close the shop down. She's only sixty-five and she's not ready to retire."
"That's a shame," Asher says. "That place always had the best candy selection."
Jaxon smiles. "Yeah, she orders candy from all over the world. But it's not cheap and no one wants to pay ten bucks for a bag of candy they've never tasted before."
"I want to go there. I love candy." I really do. If I wasn't a fitness instructor, I'd totally open a candy shop.
"You're in the minority," Jaxon says. "She's really been struggling. Then people started talking about a Bigfoot in the area and she just happened to have a whole collection of Bigfoot t-shirts and hats she'd ordered five years ago on a whim. She set them out and her business picked up. She put out a Bigfoot crossing in front of the store and the tourists went crazy for it."
"So you decided two Bigfoots would be better for business than one?"
He shrugs. "It started as a joke. A friend of mine is a costume designer for a studio in Hollywood and she knew a guy who knew a guy who had this amazing Bigfoot costume. I wanted toget away for a bit and I figured it would be fun to walk around the woods dressed as Bigfoot, scaring hikers and drumming up business for my aunt."
"Couldn't you just give her the money to retire?" I ask. "Aren't you worth like millions of dollars?"
