Page 36 of The Love Lie
“I’m going now.”
“You can’t run from me, Sam.”
“Love you.”
“I know where you live!”
“Bye.”
She hangs up and lets her face fall toward the door. The soft sound of shuffling feet travels closer. He’s right there, so close, so tantalizingly close, almost as though he’s out there waiting, wondering, wanting in the same way she is.
Sam can’t help it.
She stands up.
CHAPTER TEN
cooper
When she opens the door,he’s standing right outside of it like a fucking creeper.
Smooth, man. Real smooth.
“Done working?” he asks casually, grasping for something, anything to say.
She shrugs. “I thought I heard you pacing out here.”
“I wasn’t pacing.”
She arches her brow.
Shit. Was I pacing?“I didn’t mean to bother you.”
“You didn’t.” She licks her lips and glances furtively up from beneath hooded brows. It’s a more vulnerable glance than he’s used to getting from her. “So, um, what were you pacing about?”
“Oh, just…”
He’s got nothing. Unless of course he tells her the truth, which is that he can still feel her ass cheeks pressed up against him. Can still sense her auburn hair tickling at his cheeks. Can still hear her intoxicating laughter on the breeze. That every time he closes his eyes, he sees her sitting across from him in that bikini with her lips wrapped tight around her straw. Actually, he could really use a straw to grasp at right about now. Anythingexcept the confession hovering at the tip of his tongue—that he was drawn to this spot like a moth to a flame, ready to get burned.
He clears his throat.
“Dinner.”
“Dinner?” She wrinkles her nose. “It’s only four thirty.”
Damn. Is it really?He feels as if he’s been trapped in this bungalow for hours. “I’m starving. Do you mind eating early?”
“No.”
She glances to the side and stares at something deep within her room. The way she casually bites her lower lip leaves him lightheaded from the blood rush.
“I guess I could—”
“I was going to call—”
They both stop.
A slightly horrified expression takes over her face as she rushes to say, “You go. And don’t give me any crap about ladies first. If I wanted to go first, I would, and I wouldn’t need your permission to do it.”
