Oh lordy be.
“Yeah?” he asked, eyes warm and smiling.
My heart began to beat a bit faster.
Shitsofuckit!
I real y had to start thinking before I spoke. Or just thinking at all.
“Whatever.” I blew it off as if it was nothing and the smile in his eyes reached his mouth.
Bastard!
“I’m not yours!” I shouted, advancing on to battle number two.
“You are.”
“Am not.”
“Kitten, you are.”
“Nope. Nunh-unh. No way. Never again!” I ended on another shout.
His head dipped, his smile deepened and his eyes got that I’m-gonna-kiss-you look I liked so f**king much.
“God, I missed you,” he muttered and he said it in a way that, again, I didn’t think he meant to say it out loud.
My breath ran away, I didn’t know where, maybe to a different state. Al I knew was, it was gone.
Then there was a pounding on the door.
We both froze.
So much for the fabulous security system. There was someone right at my freaking door!
“Stel a!”
Shit! Eric!
The door handle rattled.
“Open the door! Are you okay?”
Oh, this couldn’t be happening.
Of al the super shitty luck!
Mace’s eyes narrowed on the door and stayed narrowed when they came back to me.
“Who the f**k is that?” he asked.
“Eric,” I answered.
Another angry flash then he swore, “Fuck.” He let me go and moved to the door.
There was more pounding as Mace looked out the peephole. I saw his body register something, his jaw got tight and he looked at me.
“You have got to be shitting me,” he said.