Page 75 of Chasing Wildflowers
Jameson wraps his arms around me from behind, his warmth seeping into me. “We’d be happy to clean up.”
Miles glares at him before shaking his head and stalking toward the sink. He rolls up his sleeves, muttering about the 'tiny blonde tornado' and something about 'Goldilocks and the three bears'. I have to place my hand over my mouth to stop the laugh that threatens to spill out.
Interesting. Kam gets under his skin.
Jameson pulls me closer, his chin resting on the top of my head. “Where are my parents?”
“The images were too grainy to get a clear ID.” Miles' voice rises over the clink of dishes as he fills the sink with soapy water. “Vic went to pick up files for PIs who fit the description Lane gave. Your mom went with him. They should be back later this afternoon. I’m headed to visit my parents after I help clean up Kameron’s mess.” he mutters, looking over his shoulder, his glare landing on Kam.
She plants her feet against the tile, her hands going to her hips. “Stop calling me that,” she demands, eyes hard.
His lips pull into a cocky grin. “No.”
Kam rolls her eyes, muttering about ‘stuffy assholes’ as she carries the rest of the food to the small kitchen table.
He gets under Kam’s skin, too. Very, very interesting.
Miles' glare catches on Jameson, over the top of my head. “Someone called my Mom and told her I was in town. And she’s absolutely devastated that I haven’t come to see her yet.”
“That’s for yesterday.”
Miles flips him off before returning his attention to the batter and grease-covered dishes.
Jameson’s head dips, his lips brushing across my cheek. “I’m going to help him before his head starts spinning around. Go eat breakfast,” he murmurs, releasing me from his hold, my body already missing his warmth.
“Thank you for breakfast,” he says to Kam before crossing the kitchen to help Miles tackle the mess.
My eyes track him, a ridiculous smile spreading across my face before I can stop it. It’s insane, really. Someone out there wants to find me, maybe even kill me; but all I can feel at this moment is happiness.
Kam clears her throat dramatically, her smug smile screaming‘I told you so’.
“Shut up.” I roll my eyes, the words softened by the smile pulling at my lips.
The sweet smell of pancakes mixes with the savory bacon as I drop into a chair at the table, legs softly scraping across the floor.
Kam plops down in the chair across from me and starts filling her plate. “I didn’t say a word.” Her smug smile stays in place while dousing her pancakes with an obscene amount of syrup.
“You don’t have to, your face is saying it for you,” I deadpan, then decide to give her a taste of her ownmedicine. “Besides, I’m more interested in you and Miles.”
She wrinkles her nose. “Ew. There is no me and Miles. He’s an uptight prick who apparently gets irritated by me breathing,” she mutters, eyes rolling back.
I chuckle, picking up the coffee Kam so thoughtfully had ready for me, the mug warming my hands. “Weren’t the boys on the playground who picked on you the ones who secretly liked you?”
“Gross. I punched little boys like that right in the nose.” Her eyes shine, clearly proud of herself.
I shake my head and lean back in my chair, a laugh bursting from my chest, light and air. “Of course you did.”
This is going to get interesting, watching those two realize they are attracted to one another.
Jameson was still elbow deep in dishwater when I finished breakfast, so I headed upstairs for a shower while I waited. After I’ve scrubbed myself clean, I walk into the bedroom, wrapped in a towel, wet hair dripping down my back. My brows pull together when I don’t find my bags where I left them.
I pull open the drawers Kam saved for me, thinking maybe she put my clothes away, but they are empty. I move to the closet and tug the door open, but only find a couple of Kam’s sweatshirts hanging.
Where the hell did they go?
The door creaks open. “Did you move my stuff?” I call, not turning, eyes still staring into the closet like my things will magically reappear.
“Yes, I moved them to our room,” Jameson says in his deep timber.
