Defiant Heir (The Heirs #3) - Michelle Heard Page 0,47
a shirt and pants, then holds them up against my body. “Yeah, this will do.”
“T-shirt or button-up?” I ask, so I’ll know whether I can actually put on the shirt without any help.
“It’s cold out. There’s no way I’m letting you wear a t-shirt. Put it on, then I can help with the buttons.”
Hmm… I like where this is going,” I tease her, then I add, “I first need to shower.”
“Ah…”
I let out a burst of laughter and decide to take it easy on her. “Just set the clothes on the bed. I’ll come find you when I need help with the buttons.”
“I’m going to get dressed then. I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”
Before she can leave, I say, “Thank you for wanting to help me.”
There’s a pause, then Fallon murmurs, “Thank you for letting me.”
It takes me a couple of minutes longer to get through my morning routine. I’ve even managed to brush my teeth without any help, although I got toothpaste on my left hand.
After stepping into my pants, I shrug on the long sleeve button up, then walk to Fallon’s room. As I knock on her door, Jade comes out of her and Hunter’s room, and she teases, “Loving the new look. Do you need help?”
“I’m good, thanks,” I say quickly. Just then, Fallon opens her door.
“Oh, wow,” she whispers as her eyes lock on my chest and abs. “Ah… let’s go to your room.”
I follow Fallon back to my room, and shutting the door behind me, I go to stand in front of Fallon and grin down at her.
Lifting her hands to my shoulders, she first adjusts the shirt before she begins to do the buttons. Feeling her fingers brush against my chest makes anticipation grow inside me. Every inch she moves down increases the electric current that’s forming between us.
Thank God the attraction is still there.
By the time she reaches the last button over my abs, I have to fist my hands at my sides, so I don’t grab hold of her.
“Anything else you need help with?” Fallon asks, her voice low and husky.
Hearing how affected she is by me sends my blood rushing through my veins.
It takes a lot of effort to stay in control and to not give in to my need for Fallon. “Socks,” I murmur. “And shoes.”
“Oh, right,” Fallon breathes, and then she walks back to my closet. I go sit on my unmade bed while I wait for her.
When Fallon rushes back, and she kneels in front of me, I say, “I can do this myself.”
“I don’t mind.” She slips my socks onto my feet, then helps me stand so I can step into my shoes. “Let me just grab a sweater for you.”
I haven’t been dressed by a woman since I was a kid, but knowing my girl is a control freak, I let her have her way.
She comes back and pulls the sweater over my head, then arranges my collar. Brushing her hands over my shoulders, she says, “All done.”
I lift my hand to her left cheek, and leaning down, I press a kiss to her forehead. “Thank you.”
“Uh-huh.”
“So, we have a date later?” I ask.
“What?” she gasps.
“Arranging my clothes by color,” I remind her.
“Oh, sure.” I can swear I hear a sliver of disappointment in her voice. I’m still thinking about ordering us food so we can have a picnic on my bedroom floor while working, but before I can mention it, Fallon darts to the door. “Have a good day. See you later.”
For a minute there, I thought things were better between us, but it’s clear Fallon’s still awkward around me.
What did you expect? One day of being nice to her isn’t going to make weeks of heartache disappear.
Patience, Kao.
Chapter 17
FALLON
Things are weird. I hardly slept, replaying the kiss and Kao telling me he loves me over and over. It feels surreal like I’ve slipped into a dream to avoid my devastating reality.
And then this morning. Seeing Kao’s abs in all their hard and hot as hell glory made me feel overly aware of him. Helping him button his shirt was a new experience. Yeah, needless to say, it was super hard focusing on the job and not giving in to my desire to run my palms all over his chest.
A soft smile plays around my lips as Kao runs circles in my mind.
I feel frazzled… and awkward. It’s like our friendship from before the accident is a distant memory. We used to be