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I lean in, and she licks her lips.
“There’re people right out there.”
I cup the side of her cheek, using my thumb to move the material of her shirt and?—
“Fuck! That’s definitely a cunt move, Cecilia.”
She gasps, “Did you just pretend like … Oh my God, you’re such an ass.”
“Stop changing the subject. Did you press charges? Is she in jail?”
“Oh no, you don’t.” She pushes me back.
“You can be pissed I didn’t kiss you after you tell me?—”
“I wasn’t gonna let you kiss me,” she huffs.
“And we can argue about that lie later, too, but right now, you can either tell me or I can call the stadium and ask security.”
Brows turned in, she glares at me.
I place my hands on the counter, one on each side of her, and bend down so I have her eyes. “We’re getting to know one another, Cecilia, and this is part of who I am. Tell me if I came back here, looking all torn up, you wouldn’t be asking questions.”
Eyes still on the ground, she shrugs. “I can take care of myself.”
“I saw that.” I press my forehead to hers. “Doesn’t change that I wanna know.” She looks up at me, and I close my eyes before admitting, “You’re something to me.”
“Neighbor,” she whispers.
“Yeah, and the rest we’ll figure out. But what we won’t do, even as neighbors, is not look out for each other. So, put me out of my fucking misery, yeah?”
She doesn’t say a damn thing.
“I can stand like this all night, inhaling your scent, being close like this, Cecilia.”
A throat clears behind us, and CeCe’s head snaps up.
“Okay, busted for real. Are you two, like, together?” Jillian asks.
“No,” her voice squeaks.
“We’re figuring each other out.” I step back and smile at Jillian, who’s brought Elle in. “We have a date on next Wednesday.”
CeCe’s jaw drops, and then she hisses, “Really?”
“You said yes, and I’m not letting you cancel on me again,” I remind her.
Jillian squeals, Elle barks, and CeCe rolls her eyes, grabs the bowl full of water, and sets it in front of Elle.
“They’re banned from the stadium—forever. If they don’t press charges against me, I’m not pressing charges against them,” she says as she squats down to pet Elle.
“That’s not how this should be play?—”
She looks up at me, eyebrow arched as she stands. “I own a business, and I don’t want my name wrapped up in something like this. So, that is how this is going to be played.” She crosses her arms. “If they do press charges, Cyrus said he’d make it go away.”
“Cyrus Steel?”
“Duh,” Jillian says.
