Chapter 82

“If it makes you feel better, I like you too much, too,” he mumbled into my neck.

I wasn’t sure it did. “What are we gonna do about it?”

“Are you always questionin’ everythin’?”

“Pretty much.”

“How about we just see what happens?”

I didn’t do well with uncertainty. I hated unanswered questions and googled everything I didn’t know. I wanted to make informed decisions and always planned everything down to the tiniest detail. Never did anything on a whim.

Except for storming out of my mom’s house on Christmas Day and getting into a truck with someone who looked like a serial killer but acted like a cuddly teddy bear, apparently.

Still, there I was. Considering his suggestion. He must have cast a spell on me with that damned deep voice of his.

“I…I don’t do things like this.”

“Like what?”

“See what happens.” His fingertips danced all over my upper body, driving me out of my mind. “I can’t think when you do that.”

“Good.”