Page 26 of Shape Of My Heart
“You look all flustered,” Gabriella noted. “Why is your facesored?”
Her face? Amy was surprised her whole body hadn’t turned lobster red with embarrassment. She spent the journey here questioning her sanity, and her actions. What was the matter with her? Why did she behave like that with Josh? Of all the men she could have allowed to touch her like that why him? There really was just one answer. She’d gonecrazy.
Amy made her way around to the seat they’d left out for her and sunk into it. She had to catch herbreath.
“Yes, you look very flustered indeed.” Hildagiggled.
She pulled in a breath and on release she told them whathappened.
“Dias Mios. I knew he liked you.” Hilda pointed at her. “It was all that sexual tension. What was it like?” Hilda asked with a saucy glint inhereyes.
Amy widened her eyes and glared at her. “What waswhatlike?”
She leaned in closer andsaid, “Sex.”
“I didn’t do anything. I ranlikehell.”
“Really?” Hilda inclined her head and stared at her indisbelief.
Gabriella swatted her hand and shook her head at her. “Hilda, youbadgirl.”
“Yes, I am, and there’s no way I would say no. What are you going to do when yougoback?”
“I can’t go back today. There’s no way.” No, shecouldn’t.
“SoIhave to go back to him? With his sex-crazed self?” Hilda glaredather.
“You just said you’d be fine with that wholething.”
“I can’t now, he’sherguy.”
She closed her eyes and shuddered at the whole thought, and her behavior. What the hell was she thinking? She just hoped this was one of those times he’d forget what hadhappened.
“He’s not my guy. And I’m nowhere closer to where I need to be. Everything isamess.”
This was not good at all. It was adisaster.
She had lunch, went back to her apartment, and decided on a newstrategy.
At six a.m. the next day when she went in Josh’s room, she prayed to God in his high Heaven that today would be better thanyesterday.
The glass of ice cold water she carried was herjust in case, the weapon she’d use on him to wake him up. He was passed out again in his usual pose, again with thebottle.
“Josh, wake up.” Nothing, not even a flinch. “Josh.” She shookhisarm.
“Go away, it’s far too early. Get out,” hegrumbled.
“Josh I’m going to give you to the count of three to get thehellup.”
He just laythere.
“One, two…three.” She splashed the water in his face and he roared. She’d never heard anyone roar before. As he lunged forward and tried to grab her she reached for a pillow and hit him with it. That didn’t save her, he grabbed her around her waist and, in one deft move, pulled her towards him as if she weighed nothing more than a feather. Fear rippled through her and she screamed, smacking out at hischest.
“You’re pure evil, you know, Kansas,” hebalked
“Stop calling me that, you blockheaded jock.” She elbowed him and shuffled out of his grasp. “Get up, Josh. Today is Wednesday. If you don’t want to play football anymore then tell me now.” She held his gaze, looking straight into those penetrative eyes of his, trying to reach his senses and understanding. “I have been up since before four. It’s six a.m. Tell me now if you don’t want to play and I’ll stop wasting my time and energyonyou.”
He looked at her just like he did yesterday, but this was different. He was himself again. There was no trace of the man who had kissed her and told her she was hisbeautifulPA.
