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Me: I’m as happy as pie Don’t worry about me
Vanessa: What flavor of pie? And just how happy is pie?
Laughter popped out She really was crazy
Vanessa: Seriously, I love and miss you I wish you didn’t feel the need to hide You’re way too a for that
A wave of loneliness crested throughSometimes I wished for that, too That it was easier for , like spending a weekend out on the strip
Bang Bang Bang
At the sudden pounding at the door, h-pitched squeak escaped
My attention flew to the open screen ofrooht red-handed in the most salacious of acts
I slammed down the lid in a bid to hide the evidence, set it aside, and pushed to my feet
I tugged down my oversized sweater a little farther and fu my best to still my rattled nerves
For real—it was ridiculous that I reacted this way That one single thing out of order, out of the expected, and anxiousness wasa play to ruin my day
I orking on that E upon her, at the same time
Chances were, it was so, anyway I didn’t need to get spun up over a little knocking
With all the confidence I had, I popped up to peek through the peephole
Oh, and thereup with a barbed-wire fence
At the fuzzy sight, my heart sputtered, athered on the nape of my neck
Oh my God
Oh no
Pulse racing, I tried to control my breaths that had started to come short and choppy
I was gonna have a panic attack
I sank back down ontofor an escape, only to ju took to the door Only this tih, “Open up”
Silky and hard
Was that even possible?
Okay, I had s to do than ponder the sexy tenor of his voice Like figuring out how in the world I was going to get out of this