Page 52 of The Lies I've Told
Aiden did the same, before turning to introduce me. His eyes lingered on my lips a little too long. “This is my friend Millie. She was kind enough to drive me today.”
Thomas, a big bear of a man, came over to greet me, his giant hand engulfing my own as he shook it. “Nice to meet you both. You ready to go look at some rocks?”
Aiden nodded as Thomas led the way. I chose to linger a bit, enjoying Aiden in his element as he spoke with Thomas about the various choices they had for him. Apparently, he’d done business with this company before, having used them for the original memorial that had been destroyed.
I wonder who drove him then?
Did he kiss all his chauffeurs?
Letting out a sigh, I watched as he ran his hands over the large boulders, seeing how the light reflected off it.
He was intense and passionate and insanely thorough.
It was sexy as hell, and it made me wonder just how hot he would look drenched in sweat, shirtless, with a chisel in his hand or a chainsaw even.
“Millie?”
“What?” I said, suddenly looking up to find him looming over me.
“We’re done.”
“So soon?” I asked. “That was quick.”
He shrugged, his eyes meeting mine. “When you know, you know. And this place has excellent granite, so it wasn’t hard to find the piece I need. They’re going to deliver it later this week.”
Even if I tried, I couldn’t tear myself from that gorgeous hazel stare. “So, um, dinner?” I finally managed to say.
He blinked, and I made myself look away. “Yes, that would be lovely. Thomas was actually telling me about a barbecue place down the road. I think we passed it on our way here. Do you like barbecue?”
I smiled, my mind still whirling. “What kind of Southern girl would I be if I didn’t?”
“Of course. Well then, off we go.”
He marched on ahead toward the car while I stood in place, wondering how the hell he’d managed to kiss me one minute and move on the next as if nothing had happened.
I let out a breath and decided that if he could be so nonchalant about the kiss, then so could I. After all, I was the one who’d said we should remain professional, wasn’t I?
Yes. Yes, I was.
Catching up, I hopped in the car and revved the engine, making him look over at me with a curious glance.
“Sorry, just hungry,” I said as I made quick work of getting us back onto the main road. A quick peek in the direction of the passenger seat had me noticing a sly grin on Aiden’s face. “What?” I asked, briefly turning my head to face him.
“Nothing,” he answered, pressing his lips together.
“That grin is not nothing! If you have something to say, then say it.”
“You’re flustered. It’s adorable.”
“Adorable?” I echoed. With a quick jaunt to the right, I pulled us off the road. Dust billowed around us as I put the car in park. “I’m not adorable! I’m pissed! Why did you kiss me like that and then act like it didn’t happen? Am I that forgettable?”
“Forgettable? You thinkIforgot?”
“Well, it certainly seems like it!” I fumed, all the pent-up frustration I’d felt from watching him saunter around with Thomas, laughing and joking like he hadn’t just given me the kiss of a lifetime only moments before.
He shook his head, his hands running through his jet-black hair as he let out a deep breath of air. “Jesus Christ, Millie,” he whispered. “I remember everything.”
“What?”
