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Authors: Azure Boone, Kenra Daniels
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you that every day? Now there's a surprise. Don't worry, gay is fine."
" And beautiful?" Laughter made his voice even richer and enhanced his accent.
She barked a laugh. "Um. Yeah. Beautiful is definitely fine. You're fine. Oh crap, as in…okay fine. Not that you're not…oh good grief, my mouth is worse than the energizer bunny."
Lucian 's heart-stopping laughter shut her jabber jaws.
She gawked shamelessly at him. "Okay, wow, add beautiful laugh to that."
He looked at her fully, seeming entirely perplexed with her. "You say…the most—"
" Stupid things, I know."
" No, actually, the most interesting. Incredible." He looked down and shook his cup, rattling the ice.
It was as though he 'd shot sunshine directly into her veins. She'd never received such an amazing compliment. Seemed like a compliment anyway. The sexy tilt of his lips said he liked it at least. Dang good enough for her.
" What else do you like to do Mr. Lucian?"
He slid strong, capable looking hands over the steering wheel and took a deep breath. "When I'm not reading, and often while I am, I'm working out. Or working, of course." He glanced at her. "And you? What do you like to do…Miss Jessie?"
Her heart went all twittery at the sound of her name wrapped in his accent. Sounded almost Spanish. "I read romance novels, do crossword puzzles. I like to jog." Spoken aloud, her life sounded as pitiful as it was. "Though I…mostly do the jogging thing in my mind."
A heartbeat later, he laughed outright.
"What?" Jessie found herself smiling again, liking the deep melody of his voice. Clear and strong, yet silky. The kind of voice you wanted to hear turned down low, right in your ear.
" I just know what you mean. I remember a time when working out took place mostly in my head, in my grand plans of fitness. Once I started though, it became addictive." He grinned. "Now, if I don't work out twice a day, I feel like I've missed church."
" Ha. Thank God it's not that important to me." In the relaxing gay atmosphere, she felt safe explaining why exercise could be such a problem for her. She brought her upper arms in close, lifting her chest. "The girls make it a little uncomfortable at times."
" The girls?" Suddenly his brows shot up. "Oh."
" Sorry." She laughed. "You don't seem effeminate or anything, so if I don't remind myself you're gay, I'll get all nervous again."
He laughed again, a glorious melody that filled the car. "I definitely don't want you to feel nervous." He took another drink of his soda.
" No. Me nervous isn't a great thing."
A throat clearing silence ensued.
"You said you read romance novels?"
Uh oh. "Yeah. Not the smartest branch of literature, I know. But I enjoy getting a little glimpse of other people's hearts, even if they are fictional."
" I wouldn't say that, every genre has its place, but, changing the subject…can I ask you a personal question?"
Double uh-oh. Hope he didn 't need romance advice. She only had book experience, really. "Sure."
" Why are you with that dude at the hospital?"
Okay, not what she expected. "Um. I don't think I…quite understand the question."
" Sorry." He looked out his window for a breath then swung his head her way, brows drawn, eyes lowered. "All I can say is…you're too good for him."
Jessie 's heart was already racing, but his words sent it careening off the rails and shattering into a million warm pieces in her blood stream. Light giddy laughter was the only language for it and out of her mouth it poured. "Why would you think that?"
His brows furrowed a little. "Didn't you notice…what a dick he is?"
Jessie stopped laughing, touched and thrilled, and not sure why. "Um…well…there are moments…days even, that I want to smack him."
His green gaze was fully trained on her now. "Smack? You're too kind. I wanted to drop kick him the second he opened his mouth to you."
Jessie fought not to laugh hysterically which only created a deranged sound. But doggone, what a happy pill
" And beautiful?" Laughter made his voice even richer and enhanced his accent.
She barked a laugh. "Um. Yeah. Beautiful is definitely fine. You're fine. Oh crap, as in…okay fine. Not that you're not…oh good grief, my mouth is worse than the energizer bunny."
Lucian 's heart-stopping laughter shut her jabber jaws.
She gawked shamelessly at him. "Okay, wow, add beautiful laugh to that."
He looked at her fully, seeming entirely perplexed with her. "You say…the most—"
" Stupid things, I know."
" No, actually, the most interesting. Incredible." He looked down and shook his cup, rattling the ice.
It was as though he 'd shot sunshine directly into her veins. She'd never received such an amazing compliment. Seemed like a compliment anyway. The sexy tilt of his lips said he liked it at least. Dang good enough for her.
" What else do you like to do Mr. Lucian?"
He slid strong, capable looking hands over the steering wheel and took a deep breath. "When I'm not reading, and often while I am, I'm working out. Or working, of course." He glanced at her. "And you? What do you like to do…Miss Jessie?"
Her heart went all twittery at the sound of her name wrapped in his accent. Sounded almost Spanish. "I read romance novels, do crossword puzzles. I like to jog." Spoken aloud, her life sounded as pitiful as it was. "Though I…mostly do the jogging thing in my mind."
A heartbeat later, he laughed outright.
"What?" Jessie found herself smiling again, liking the deep melody of his voice. Clear and strong, yet silky. The kind of voice you wanted to hear turned down low, right in your ear.
" I just know what you mean. I remember a time when working out took place mostly in my head, in my grand plans of fitness. Once I started though, it became addictive." He grinned. "Now, if I don't work out twice a day, I feel like I've missed church."
" Ha. Thank God it's not that important to me." In the relaxing gay atmosphere, she felt safe explaining why exercise could be such a problem for her. She brought her upper arms in close, lifting her chest. "The girls make it a little uncomfortable at times."
" The girls?" Suddenly his brows shot up. "Oh."
" Sorry." She laughed. "You don't seem effeminate or anything, so if I don't remind myself you're gay, I'll get all nervous again."
He laughed again, a glorious melody that filled the car. "I definitely don't want you to feel nervous." He took another drink of his soda.
" No. Me nervous isn't a great thing."
A throat clearing silence ensued.
"You said you read romance novels?"
Uh oh. "Yeah. Not the smartest branch of literature, I know. But I enjoy getting a little glimpse of other people's hearts, even if they are fictional."
" I wouldn't say that, every genre has its place, but, changing the subject…can I ask you a personal question?"
Double uh-oh. Hope he didn 't need romance advice. She only had book experience, really. "Sure."
" Why are you with that dude at the hospital?"
Okay, not what she expected. "Um. I don't think I…quite understand the question."
" Sorry." He looked out his window for a breath then swung his head her way, brows drawn, eyes lowered. "All I can say is…you're too good for him."
Jessie 's heart was already racing, but his words sent it careening off the rails and shattering into a million warm pieces in her blood stream. Light giddy laughter was the only language for it and out of her mouth it poured. "Why would you think that?"
His brows furrowed a little. "Didn't you notice…what a dick he is?"
Jessie stopped laughing, touched and thrilled, and not sure why. "Um…well…there are moments…days even, that I want to smack him."
His green gaze was fully trained on her now. "Smack? You're too kind. I wanted to drop kick him the second he opened his mouth to you."
Jessie fought not to laugh hysterically which only created a deranged sound. But doggone, what a happy pill
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