Page 70 of Tempting Me

It’s possible he’s trying to avoid me.

I wouldn't fault him for that. Our last two interactions have been hotter than this day, but still, I want to stick to a schedule. The dining room is more important to me than the cabins right now.

I head for the door, only for it to swing open, Luca stepping through like a man on a mission.

He freezes when he sees me, and I do the same.

“I was going to start in the cabin because I’ve thought of nothing but you all day and I wanted a little space to figure it out. But I know this room is important, so here I am.”

My lips twitch.

Has he always been this cute?

It’s scary how attuned he is to my brain.

Is that a sign?

A sign for what, Shay?

“That’s a good plan,” I say, because, oh my gosh, why do I not know how to act around him right now?

I spin for the dining room, feeling his eyes on me as he follows, sending goose bumps all over my skin.

We both get to work without another word.

Luca turns on some music, and I’m thankful for it. The silence in the room was putting me on edge, which is crazyconsidering the words we’ve left unspoken have created tension thick enough to soundproof these walls.

Oh my god.

What am I saying?

My brain has officially tripped a wire.

“Beautiful Things” by Benson Boone comes on, and of course,of course, Luca starts to sing along to it. Now, I’m not saying that he has the voice of an angel by any means, but it’s deep and smooth and soothing.

One kiss and I’m just completely gone for him.

This is nuts.

“I’m going out to the truck to grab the paint sprayer so you can start in the hallway if you want.”

“Great. Thanks,” I say quickly and then just stand there.

I’m making this more weird between us.

Can he sense that I just want to jump him?

Oh.

My.

God.

Why is my brain like this right now?

As soon as he returns, he helps me get the sprayer all set up.

“Just go slow. Like this.” He shows me just how slow I need to go and then hands me the sprayer. I start, but it isn’t what I’m expecting, and I mess up right away, leaving a splotch on the wall.

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