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Chapter 4

RILEY

Lainey: I told you not to contact him.

And I swore I wouldn’t tell my sister about Daniel and the fool I made of myself in front of him but that didn’t work out the way I planned either.

Riley: If you’re just going to rub my nose in it. I’ll block your ass.

Lainey: I’m not rubbing your nose in it. I’m trying to help.

Riley: Really? With an I-told-you-so?

Lainey: If you’d listened to me in the first place, I’d never have had to say it.

Okay… Fair. But that doesn’t make me feel any better. Or change the fact I have to walk by Daniel’s shop nearly every night.

I started walking on the other side of the street hoping to lessen the chance of running into him again. Though, part of me still wants to walk on his side. Hoping he’ll be there, waiting for me. As I walk by his door, he reaches out, grabs me by the elbow, pulls me into his shop, pins me against the wall, and ravages me in clear view—through the big bay window—of the street and other shops beyond.

Goosebumps flow over my skin as my breasts grow heavy just thinking about it. Wanting to be cupped in his big, strong hands. Kissed by his stubble-framed lips.

Oh, man.

I fall back on my bed and stare at the ceiling waiting for the pulse between my legs to stop pounding.

I might never see him again in person but I don’t think I’ll ever stop fantasizing about him. Always wondering how safe I would have felt waking up, wrapped in his thick, muscular arms. My back pressed against his barrel chest.

Lainey: You know what would help get your mind off him?

I’m not so sure I want to. My mind is getting used to having him around.

Lainey: Go out with your friends.

My chest hurts from laughing so hard.

Lainey: I know for a fact Spencer would love to see you again.

Lainey: You know, the super-hot guy that’s totally into you.

Lainey: And YOUR age.

My laughter turns into a groan as I tap out “goodnight” and hit send before tossing the phone on the comfy chair in the corner by my bed.

As much as I run my mouth, it’s not surprising people mistake me for an extrovert. Lainey is and that’s the reason she never shuts up but it’s not me. The reason I can’t shut up is because I hate the awkwardness that comes with silence. The best way to avoid being caught in that silence or saying something stupid? Stay the fuck home.

Or you could put the awkwardness to bed and go by Daniel’s shop to try to work things out.

Oh, my hormones are working overtime to give me an idea like that.

Maybe going out isn’t the best idea but I have to do something to get my head on straight.

“Cookies.”

Yep. I’ll just bake the bad feelings away because my oven will always be there for me. And never judge me.

∞∞∞

DANIEL

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