Page 116 of Whispers and Wildfire

Ollie walked into the lobby from the garage and handed me an order form. His eyebrows drew in. “You all right?”

“Fine.” I tucked my hair behind my ear. “Why?”

“No reason. You look fine.” He turned and walked out, like he was suddenly in a hurry to get back to work.

I scowled at the door, but I wasn’t really offended. Concealer wasn’t enough to hide the dark circles under my eyes. Fortunately, it was Friday, and almost time for me to go home.

The door to the garage opened again, and Luke walked in. I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face. He looked delicious in his T-shirt and jeans, and the way his eyes roved over me made my stomach tingle.

He leaned down to place a soft kiss on my lips. “Heading home soon?”

I nodded. “It’s about that time.”

“I was hoping to hang out tonight, but my dad needs help with something up at the house.”

“That’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He trailed a finger down my cheek. “Won’t you miss me?”

I would, but I wasn’t about to admit it too easily. “Why do you think I’d miss you?”

“Because you can’t get enough of me.”

“Way to be full of yourself.”

He leaned down so his lips brushed my ear as he spoke in a growly whisper. “I think you want to be full of me.”

Scrunching my shoulders, I giggled. The man actually made me giggle. It was an outrage. Playfully, I pushed him away. “Get out of here. I don’t even like you.”

He grinned.

“Are you sure your ribs are okay?”

“You’re cute when you admit you care about me.”

I scoffed. “I just don’t want you to re-injure yourself. Then I’ll be stuck driving you around for the next month.”

“I’ve been following doctor’s orders.”

I stood and gently ran my fingers across his ribs. “How are they feeling today?”

“Better.”

“Good.”

He leaned in and kissed me again. “If I’m done early enough, I’ll call you.”

“That’s okay. I’m probably going to bed early.”

His brow furrowed with concern, and he tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, fine.”

“Are you sure? You look tired.”

I leaned away. “I don’t think we’ve progressed to that level of honesty. Compliments only.”

“I didn’t say you looked bad.”

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