Page 41 of Whiskey Lullaby
After I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I went to my room and stripped out of my scrubs before tossing my retainer in. Yawning, I slipped into a worn Nirvana t-shirt and sleep shorts and climbed under the covers, closing my eyes the second my head hit thepillow.
Tap.I was in that weird, mostly-asleep-kind-of-awake state.Tap. Tap.My eyes popped open.Tap. Tap. Tap.I sat straight up in bed, clutching the covers to my chest as I listened to the rapping at my window. The wind wasn’t blowing, so I knew it wasn’t a branch.Maybe a beetle?I slowly crawled out of bed, keeping my back to the wall as I snuck toward the window. I was a good three feet away from the glass when I reached for the curtain and yanked it back. It was one of those moments where I wanted to scream but couldn’t, because there was a person in the tree. I staggered back, my pulse going ninety to nothing before I realized the person sitting in the tree was Noah.Of course it was.The adrenaline flooding my system immediately shut off, and the jittery aftermath that tends to follow a sudden scare washed over me. Exhaling, I grabbed onto the windowsill, dropped my chin to my chest, and tried to collect myself before I looked back out the window. There was just enough moonlight that I could see Noah grinning like an idiot. Like a really sexy idiot. The latch clicked when I unlocked the window. The springs groaned when I pushed the worn wooden frameup.
“What are you doing?” Iwhispered.
“Using yourtree.”
“I see that… you know, phone’swork.”
The way he shrugged one shoulder was almost arrogant. “Not the effect I was going for. Besides, this is a good tree,” he patted the branch he was straddling, “shame it’s never beenused.”
A little flutter stirred in my chest and I fought a smile. As ridiculous as it was, I couldn’t deny it was a little swoon-worthy.
“You know, it’s common courtesy when a man climbs a tree and taps on your window that you climb out and meethim.”
“Is thatso?”
He shimmied toward the end of the heavy limb and held out his hand. “Comeon.”
I glanced at the azaleas a floor down, visualizing my plummet to sudden death. “Um…”Crap. My retainer.I spun around and snatched it from my mouth, placing it on the nightstand before I turned backaround.
“Oh, come on. You’re not gonnafall.”
“And this coming from the boy who fell out of a window and ended up in a bodycast?”
“Touché.” He laughed. “I thought you said you liked to live on the edge?” He winked and wriggled the fingers of his outstretchedhand.
Even though I was an adult and it wasn’t exactly sneaking out—It was something I had never done. I had always been the good girl. The one who stayed in and studied. The one that didn’t kiss on the first date. The preacher’s daughter…and then I was the girl whose mother was dying. The girl who suddenly realized how short life really was, who realized she may have taken everything too seriously, and I had this guy, this carefree, beautiful guy asking me to climb out of my window. No matter someone’s age, I want to believe anyone would find a certain thrill in that. Before I could give it a second thought, I swung my legs over the ledge while the summer breeze blew the sweet scent of lilacs from Momma’s garden through myhair.
Noah grabbed my hand. “Now, just use one foot to step onto thebranch.”
I planted one foot on the limb before a surge of panic swelled in my chest. My palm slicked with sweat. Excitement tingled throughme.
“It’s fine,” he said, his gaze locking with mine. “I won’t let anything happen toyou.”
And I believed that. As foolish as it may have been, I believed he wouldn’t ever let anything bad happen tome.
He pulled me onto the limb and I fell against him, laughing. “This is…” I took a breath in an attempt to calm my racing pulse as I stared at the ground below. “It’s exactly what Ineed.”
He swept a finger over my cheek. “And finally,” he whispered. “I made the sad girlsmile.”
He was so good at making my cheeksflush.
I scooted along the branch until my back was against the rough trunk, and he followedme.
The wind rustled the leaves. “You know, I tried to warn you, right?” His finger brushed my bottom lip, and I fought for a breath because that touch was so soft, so reverent. “I’m no good for you, HannahBlake.”
“But what if I’m good foryou?”
His teeth raked over his bottom lip on a groan before he grabbed both sides of my face, slowly rubbing his thumbs over my jaw. “Since I saw you in that church,” he said, inching his face toward mine. “All I’ve wanted to do was kissyou.”
Weak. I was literally weak. Staring into his eyes with his lips inches from mine and I felt so… “Noah,” I breathed, possibly pleaded. I couldn’t be that stupid girl that gave in tooeasily.
“You make me crazy. Shit.” I could barely hear him. “I’ve been crazy attracted to you since…” His lip rolled over mine, and God, it was so soft and warm and… too perfect. “Just let me kiss you.” His mouth brushed mine as he spoke, teasing as he slowly pressed me against the tree. “Please,” he begged me. Noah Greysonbeggedme, and Icaved.
I grabbed the back of his head, threading my fingers through his thick hair when I pressed my mouth to his. They say some kisses leave you breathless, that one… it left me in awe. I had thought about kissing him a hundred times since I’d first met him, and I believed it would be a brutal execution that would leave me at his mercy, but the way he actually kissed was worse. His mouth moved tenderly against mine, his tongue slowly dipped into my mouth. He cupped my face like I was something he wanted to cherish. It left my head swimming, my heart begging not to bebroken.
When I pulled away, he still had his eyes closed and he was rubbing his lips together like he was trying to savor that kiss. “Damn…” He looked at me. “They were right, you are too good for me.” He grabbed onto the branch and lowered himself down with an impressive show of arm strength. Once his feet were on the ground, he reached up. “Come on, countrygirl.”
