Page 50 of The Broken Heart Playlist
“Don’t you want to know what my answer was?”
“No,” I whisper.
“I said, ‘of course I’m interested.’ The truth is, I’ve been interested in you since the first time I saw you in the library.”
He’s finally said the quiet part out loud. My skin tingles at his words. It’s been so long since a man expressed interest in me. Granted, the death glares I give out probably scare most men off. Not Gideon, though.
“Too soon?” he asks, when the silences goes on too long.
Too everything. “You don’t know me.”
“I want to get to know you.”
I look at him. “You won’t particularly like me when you get to know me.”
“I doubt that.”
“My life is messy and complicated.”
“Maybe I like complicated.”
“No one likes complicated.”
His eyes fix on mine. “I’m not afraid of complicated.”
“Well, I’m not interested in you.”
He rolls his neck. And then he calls me out with one softly spoken word. “Liar.”
My cheeks flare up again. He’s noticed me watching him, tracking his movements, sneaking in the occasional admiring look at his body. Why am I surprised? Not much seems to get past Gideon. Fortunately, he can’t see the warfare currently being waged in my heart.
“Go on a date with me,” he says.
“No.”
He lets out a humorless laugh. “I thought that would be your answer.”
“Then why did you ask?”
“In the hope that one day you’ll say yes.”
“You’re going to be waiting a long time, Gideon Walker.”
“I’m a patient man, Kate Miller.”
“I told you I wanted to be friends.”
“I know what you told me,” he says slowly, almost drawling, “but I don’t believe you’re entirely clear on what you want.”
He says it with such cool confidence, my hackles rise. It doesn’t matter that he’s right. And how is it that this man can read me so easily? It’s frustrating. Annoying. Charming as heck. And completely terrifying.
“Just a heads up,” he says. “I’m going to keep asking you out.”
“You’re a glutton for punishment.”
“Or a sucker for you.”
His words send a small thrill through me. This man is slowly resurrecting pieces of my soul that have been dead for years.
