Page 18 of The Hate Date


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“Ah. That makes sense.” She bites her lip. “I’m thirty-two.”

“Just a baby,” I tease, unable to stop myself from tucking her black hair behind her ear.

Again.

Her face tilts up to mine. “You’re distracting me, aren’t you?”

“Whatever do you mean?” I smile down at her like she’s the sweetest dessert I’ve ever seen.

She is.

“Getting me to talk about myself keeps me from freaking the fuck out.” Her plump, pink lips press together.

As I look back at her, all of the energy from our earlier elevator experience zings and zaps between us. I forget, for a moment, that she’s my nemesis. “Is it working?” I say quietly, never taking my eyes from hers.

“Yes.”

Chapter seven

Clover

Seconds Later

I stare at this man, JJ, who seems to be utterly perfect.

We’re sitting so close together, I can’t help but admire his sculpted physique. Bulging biceps. Golden-brown arms with a smattering of dark hair. His square jaw, cleft chin. One small dimple.

He smells like heaven. Like the forest. Leather. A knight in shining armor, maybe.

And those eyes. So expressive. Soulful. I’ve never seen a violet color so vivid. Against his sooty, dark eyelashes, it almost looks like he rims them with eyeliner. His eyebrows are neat and sculpted, but not groomed.

And that hair.

Good God. My heart is pounding. I’m scared as hell, yes. Confined space and all, but…

There’s something about JJ that draws me in. Makes me feel safe.

I haven’t reacted this way to someone…hmmm. Ever?

And it’s not just because he’s so devastatingly handsome. It’s something bigger. I haven’t been with many men, but I have an idea what this is. Maybe, just maybe, I felt it back at the restaurant when I first saw him. The second our eyes met it was like an invisible strand connected me to him in some intrinsic way.

I’m beginning to think he feels it too, although it’s hard to know for sure.

Is this what it’s like when you meet your person?

No. Wait. How crazy do I sound?

Do I seriously think some carpenter from Canada who, by the way, I flashed this morning is my soulmate?

I’m clearly delusional. Probably from filming too many scenes about this particular subject today.

He just wants to see my tits again.

Yeah.

That’s totally what it is.

“Clover?” JJ waves his hand in front of my face.

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