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She still had sleepy eyes, and there were lines over her cheek from where she’d been hugging my pillow. But it was her smile that forced me to draw in some air, feeling a crack inside of me.
Goddamn.
I didn’t want to think about what that meant, so I walked toward her.
Her eyes grew big, and alarm flashed on her face, but she only had time to back up one step.
I snagged the coffee, putting it aside, and hoisted her up.
“Brett!”
I tossed her over my shoulder.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re going to bed.”
“To sleep?” There was a hopeful hitch in her tone.
I had no intention of sleeping.
25
BILLIE
It was date night tonight. We were going on an official date.
I wasn’t nervous. My armpits weren’t sweaty. They were so sweaty. Gah. I was freaking out. I’d met Dee for coffee yesterday and we caught up. Their wedding planning was starting to look like it’d be an elopement in Vegas. She was more than happy for that since Martell’s daughter was happy with that choice as well. Dee had been mostly worried about if Kindra would be upset about that or not.
Then the tables turned and she asked about my love life. If I had a love life.
I wasn’t going to say anything, but it was Dee and Lo was still not quite off the Travis hill, even though she said she’d give Brett a chance. So, well…
Dee spewed out her coffee when I told her who was I dating.
“Girl.” She sat back, shook her head, and sighed. “You did get his number! You gotta tell me e-very-thing.”
I spilled. Not all of it, but most of it.
Her eyebrow was so high by the end, and she hunched farther over the table. “And you’re taking it slow?”
“Trying.”
But it’d been hard, so hard. Pun very much intended.
Over the last week and a half, Brett and I had spent almost every night together, alternating between my place or his. Tonight was Friday night so we’d end at his place, and we’d torture ourselves. Brett needed to get good sleep for football, so it wasn’t unusual if we headed to bed around eight. That was just the beginning of the torture sessions.
I was damn near combusting, just thinking about it. I shifted in my seat, readjusting my shirt. Was it hot in here? It felt hot.
“You’ve got it bad, Billie.”
I groaned. “I do. I really do.”
“What are you two doing for date night tonight?”
“I have no idea. He said it’d be a surprise.”
It’d be nice to talk with Dee, catch up, but now I was back at the farm and getting ready for Brett to pick me up.
