Page 236 of His White Moonlight
Turning away from the pair to study the necklace in the case, I nodded.
“But did her parents actually kick her out, or was that an act?”I wondered quietly.
“How could it be an act?We didn’t even know we would be here today.”
She wasn’t wrong, but I had years of reasons to suspect lies from Lindi.
A sales associate approached us.While she spoke with Miranda about the necklace, I watched the woman who’d spoken to Lindi.She didn’t glance at us as the jeweler wrapped her purchase.
Going to my phone, I went to check Lindi’s profile.I wasn’t expecting her to announce her disownment or anything like that, but I was curious if there would be a hint.She hadn’t updated her profile for three days.That was a hint enough for me to text Bennett.
Me: Are you human again?
Bennett: Yes.If you want to buy something, you can put it on the store tab.I just called to confirm it.
Me: Thanks, but I just overheard a call and am more interested in finding out if the Shanes really disowned Lindi like it sounded.
Bennett: They called Monday to say they had.I told them they needed to make it public.There hasn't been any news yet.
Me: k.Thanks.
Bennett: Will you be coming back soon?
Me: Are you asking because I’m in public with no underwear and you’re worried I’ll talk to the opposite sex?
Bennett: No, I’m asking because I miss you.And I really like being near you when you’re not wearing any underwear.
I flushed, thinking of last night.
“Let me guess…Bennett?”Miranda asked.
I looked up and found her watching me with a smirk.
“Yeah.I’m asking him to confirm what we heard.Why?”
“You smell like lust.”She sighed.“He’s probably going to shift again the second he sees you.Let’s go.”
We left the store and made it back to the office in thirty minutes.When I got out of the car, I spotted Bennett through the main lobby doors, waiting for us, proof that he’d been tracking me.
“He doesn’t look much calmer,” Miranda said, seeing what I was seeing.
His hands were fisted in his pockets, and he was radiating barely checked irritation, which everyone was picking up on since they were giving him a wide berth.
Why did seeing him like that make me giddy and desperate to see how far I could push him before he snapped?
“You have it so bad for him,” she said.“Are you sure giving in would be the end of the world like you think?”
I met her gaze and smiled slightly.Then, without answering her, I met the gaze of a random guy on the street and smiled.
“Excuse me, do you have the time?”
He paused, glancing at his expensive watch.“Eleven-thirty-six.”
“Thanks.I’m Wrenly.”I held out my hand.
He seemed a little confused but shook my hand.The doors opened behind him.I didn’t look at Bennett but maintained eye contact with the man who was still holding my hand.
“And you are?”
