Page 11 of Crazy Obsession
I hesitate.Taking his hand feels dangerous, like stepping off a cliff.But I take it anyway, and he pulls me easily to my feet, his grip warm and sure.
Our eyes lock.He’s too close.Too much.
“Adam...”
The dining room door bangs open, and Mrs.Peters stomps out.“Well?Is it fixed?”
I yank my hand back, clearing my throat.“Yes.It’s under control.You’ll have hot water by tonight.”
Mrs.Peters eyes Adam suspiciously but says nothing, sweeping past us like a queen.
When she’s gone, Adam leans in, his lips brushing my ear as he murmurs, “Told you.You needed me.”
I shiver.Damn him.
“Don’t let it go to your head,” I mutter, but the smile tugging at my lips betrays me.
He catches it, of course.And his grin turns wicked.“Too late.”
Chapter Five
The Green-Eyed Devil
Adam
Mason Holt has his hand on Lenor’s arm.
That’s the first thing I see when I step into the Severn farmer’s market that Saturday morning.Fresh bread, jars of honey, and kids darting between stalls, it’s the same small-town scene I’ve grown up with my whole damn life.But right now, all I see ishim, leaning too close, smiling too wide, and fucking touching what isn’t his.My blood pressure spikes so fast I swear I see red.
Lenor laughs at something he says.It’s polite and distant, the kind of laugh she gives strangers at the inn when she’s trying to be professional.But Mason doesn’t notice the difference.Or maybe he does, and he just doesn’t care.But I do.
I stalk closer, my boots crunching on gravel.Every step is a warning, but neither of them looks up.Lenor’s clutching a basket of peaches, her dark hair pulled into a messy knot that makes my fingers itch to pull it down.She’s in her element here—local, familiar, and part of this town in a way I’ll never be.And Mason is lapping it up.
The man’s been hanging around too much lately, ever since Karmen and Wesley’s wedding.He’s decent on paper—he owns the hardware store in town, has a good family name, and he’s steady enough that half the old ladies in town are probably praying he marries a “nice girl” like Lenor.Steady.Reliable.Safe.The exact polar opposite of me.
“Morning,” I bite out as I reach them.
