Page 4 of Fixation
And.
I.
Watch.
Her.
I’m at war with myself, unable to decide whether it’s her emerald eyes I’m interested in the most or her hair. Maybe it’s her lips, so full and pink. I like them. They call to me.
Then her hands are in motion again. My attention is entirely on them. I still have no idea what she’s doing.
She moves her hands around, captivating me.
This, I decide, this is what I love the most about her.
Because it means we’re more alike than I imagined.
She reminds me of myself when I’m in the OR. Methodical. Thoughtful. Efficient.
I lean in closer, catching a glimpse of silver. Of a small hammer pounding at it.
She’s crafting.
My curiosity is a roaring fire. It’s new and unfamiliar, and I?—
I have to know everything about her.
But the angle I’m standing at is all wrong. Her table is too high. Her slender body is curved over it, hiding her secrets from me.
Edging a little closer, climbing to her doorstep, that might offer me the insight I need. Either that, or I could walk around to the alley where her other windows are.
Like the big, bad wolf I’m turning out to be, I’d be able to seeherbetter. Every inch of her face. Her eyes. The light smattering of freckles and the cleavage that her off-the-shoulder black top offers.
Another time.
I won’t come for her before I’m free of my obligations to the Bratva.
I won’t let anyone hurt her. Anyone except me, that is. I’d hurt her so good.
Oh, fuck me. The way she tucks her hair behind her ear like that…
The little scrunch of her nose…
I curl my hands into fists. Plant my feet on the ground.
The things she’s doing to me. The strange way my heart reaches out to her.
“Mister.” The mover with blond hair and bright blue eyes is here. Before me. “Thetextbookslabeled boxes. You didn’t mention where you wanted those.”
Burned to the ground, I’m about to bark at him. It’s a visceral reaction to having him block my view.
Another response forms in my head.Who the fuck cares about textbooks when she’s here?
That alone is a problem.
It’s reckless. Dangerous.
Getting sloppy like this could get either me or her killed.
