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I scrub my face as I blow out a breath. “I need to take a walk.”
As I wander down Main Street, memories flood me.
When I was a kid, I used to ride my bike all around this town. As a teenager, I would cruise around with either a chick in the frontseat or the football team packed into the tailgate of my truck.
The countless movies I’ve seen at the movie theater. The endless laughs I’ve had with friends. The handful of fights I had trying to prove how tough I was. Having my first drink, my first kiss. My first fist fight. The infinite number of family dinners we had at all the restaurants.
It’s like a flipbook of my life playing out before me as I continue walking.
Coming back to Magnolia Point wasn’t what I planned for, but being here reminds me of the good times and that makes me feel like I was meant to come home.
I glance up and realize I’ve walked right to Deja Brew. I peek in the window and see February laughing with a customer as she waits for her coffee. I can’t hear what they’re saying, but the way February’s eyes shine as her beautiful face lights up from her smile causes my pulse to race. Her dirty-blonde hair is pulled up in a ponytail, showing off her slender neck. My dick presses against my jeans as I imagine my hand around that delicate throat.
My eyes glaze over and I barely register her walking toward the door of her shop. She steps outside. “Are you just going to keep gawking in the window, or do you want to come inside?”
I smile. “I was just passing by.”
Great reply. I seem much less like a stalker getting my jollies by staring at her through the window. She giggles and I swear my heart beats faster at the sound.
She leans against the open door and my eyes drop to her lips. I need to remind myself she’s not the prize I’m trying to win here.
“Not that I’m speaking from experience, but it kinda looks like you might be spying on me.”
I chuckle, finally able to remove my hands from the front of my jeans and cross my arms. “No spying. I was just walking around reminiscing about the good ol’ days.”
She nods, lifting an eyebrow. “The good ol’ days? How old are you?”
We both laugh and I can officially check off looking like an asshole three times in front of her now. This must be some kind of record.
I need to get away from here and get my head on straight. The longer I stand here, the more her strawberry scent surrounds me and it’s not helping my situation.
I grin and shove my hands into my pockets. “I’ll let you get back to your customers.” I walk away, but turn my head, noticing she’s staring at me. “Your shop resembles being stuck inside a gumball machine filled with pink gumballs.”
Her loud laugh echoes around me as I continue down the street as I smirk.
“Well, fuck,” I whisper, shaking my head.
It’s now clear to me that there are two things I’m trying to win here.
Best latteandFebruary Frost.
Chapter 7
February
Inarrow my eyes as I watch Harrison Riggs walk away from my shop. He was spying, and I caught him red-handed.
How dare he say he wasn’t spying on me.
My mind wanders as I think about the other night in my shop. Him and me. Alone. He leaned in to kiss me, and I froze.
I couldn't kiss the enemy. Even if every bone in my body wanted to explore a kiss with him. I’m not going to sit here and say that Harrison isn’t gorgeous. I mean, he’s otherworldly with how good he looks.
But that’s beside the point.
I can’t confuse things.
Besides, I don’t ever want to get hurt again. Drake did a number on me, and I don’t want to open my heart to somebody new justto have him drag it through the mud like Drake did.
