Always (Next Generation The Skulls #1) - Sam Crescent Page 0,58
across the table, taking her fingers. His touch made her ache all over. Locking their fingers together, he cleared his throat.
“I love this. I love being with you.”
“But?”
“There’s not a but.”
“I know you. Come on, tell me.”
Simon sighed. “Fine. To me, every single day is a date with you. I don’t take a moment with you for granted. I mean, I know some people would think it’s stupid, but with how we grew up, the danger, I know how precious it is to be with people you love. One moment they can be taken from you and you won’t even see it coming. It’s why I love being with you every chance I have. Eating barbeque is still being a date. Even at home, sitting opposite you, playing footsie, it’s like a chance again. We only get so short a time, Tabby. Yeah, this makes me nervous, but I’m with you.”
She lifted her glass of water, taking a sip.
“You’re crying,” Simon said.
She waved her hand in front of her face. Lexie had helped her to do her makeup. “These are not sad tears. I’m happy. Like really happy. I didn’t realize you felt like that.”
Simon ran his thumb across her knuckles. “I do. I’m not being cheap. If this is what you want, then I will give it to you every single week.”
“I don’t need it every single week. I just, I wanted to go on a real date, but now I see I’ve been an idiot.”
“You’re not.”
“I am. Just being with you is enough. I don’t need all of this.”
“We’ve ordered and you’re going to eat.” He laughed. “We don’t have our parents breathing down our necks, but I know for a fact Curse and Mia are eating somewhere in this restaurant.”
“Not kidding. I heard Dad call them, asking if they could keep an eye, asking if they’d make sure we turned up.”
“That is so rude.”
“The whole grandpa thing. I feel your pain.”
“It’s not pain. I’m pissed. Why can’t they trust us?” she asked.
“We’re kids.”
She shook her head. “That excuse is getting old.”
“Tell me about it.”
Tabitha took his other hand. “I’m going to love you forever, you know that?”
“I do.”
Staring across the table, she looked into his dark eyes and knew their life wasn’t going to be easy, but she would make it work. For the both of them.
Chapter Eleven
After flicking through the book, Tabitha closed it and slid it back on the shelf. She went to the next one that was on her list that Daisy had sent her last night. Her best friend was helping her through some of the science she was struggling with. She was still being sent work from her old high school. She worked in one of the offices at reception, but right now, she was in the Piston County library as the main school one didn’t have what she was looking for, trying to find everything she needed to get her work done.
There would come a point when they’d demand she enroll in a new school but until then, she was determined to have a connection to her old school. So long as she did the work, and didn’t mess them around, she’d be good. She knew that. What she didn’t want to do was enroll in Simon’s school. It would be like her life at Fort Wills was officially over. The agreement, Lash and Devil made with both schools was temporary, which was why she worked in the office, rather than attend any classes. At least she didn’t have to deal with Amber as she wasn’t at school because Tabitha did break her nose. Rumors were running rife, but no one messed with her.
With the other book, she opened it up to the page Daisy suggested had a better description of reproduction and glanced through it.
She was scanning through the words as someone put their hands over her eyes. She dropped the book, grabbed the hand, and slammed them up against the wall. Her fist raised, she looked into Simon’s smiling face.
“Simon, what the fuck?” She dropped her fist as someone threw a shush her way. She let him go, bending down to pick up her cell phone and book. The screen hadn’t cracked, but she was pissed.
“What? Dad told me he dropped you off at the library again. Why don’t you use the school library?”
“Besides the fact I don’t have a card there, they didn’t have what I needed. I want to do some