Page 37 of Keeping My Girl

Selina is so fucking sexy without even trying. She’s completely irresistible. And I can’t stop staring at her, taking in every little detail — like how her eyes grow wide with delight when she does something right or the little crease she gets between her brows when she’s really concentrating.

We spend the next few hours driving around the abandoned airport. I teach Selina how to drive on the main roads leading in, stopping at all the necessary signs, and how to use her turn signal. She picks everything up quickly, and I couldn’t be prouder of her. She really wants to learn. I can tell. And that makes me want to teach her even more.

When she finally puts the car in park, I tell her, “Now you can cross driving a car off your list.”

Her smile falls off her face, and I know instantly that I fucked up. “You…you saw my list?” she asks quietly.

I grimace. Shit. I really hope she doesn’t hate me for invading her privacy. “It was by accident, but yeah,” I tell her. “I went to your room, and the notebook was laying open on your bed, and I just kind of looked.” Internally, I facepalm myself as I quickly add, “I’m sorry.”

“So you saw…the last thing on my list?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper, as she stares straight ahead over the steering wheel.

Kill Constantine Carbone.How could I forget? “Yes.”

“And what do you think about that?” Her eyes finally meet mine.

I don’t break our eye contact even for a second when I tell her, “I want him dead just as much as you do. And I’m going to make sure it happens.”

Selina visibly relaxes, and it’s like an invisible weight has been lifted off of her shoulders. Maybe she was afraid I would think less of her for wanting to kill someone…or perhaps my affirmation of her revenge is something she’s needed all along. Either way, I’m happy to see some of the ever-present tension dissipate a little.

I watch in amusement as Selina reaches down and puts the car in gear. “Can I drive around the parking lot again?” she asks eagerly with an easy, carefree smile on her face for the first time ever that lights up my whole fucking world.

“Yes, of course. Let’s go, speed racer,” I tell her with a laugh.

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