Page 53 of Spare the Bond


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“Thank you,” Saint says with a small frown. He sits back on the couch, getting more comfortable.

“What brought this on?”

“Just a thought.”

I nod my head and glance at Crow. He’s got his foot pressed up against my leg like he needs to be touching me. I wish he would come up here and hug me. But we’re starting with friendship. I want to skip to friends with benefits.

“So, my favourite genre of movies to watch are fantasy and sci-fi.”

It’s so random that my cheeks heat. But Saint adjusts the way he’s sitting and leans forward.

“War and crime. Books?”

“Romance. You?”

“Mystery and horror. Music?”

I hum. “Um, I like a bit of everything, to be honest with you.”

“I’m not fussy with music, but that’s where Crow comes in. Can you play an instrument?”

“Yes, I can play the guitar. What about you?” I raise an eyebrow, falling into this little game.

“Nope. Not even to save my life. Favourite food?”

“I love a roast, but I think my comfort food is potato layer. Potatoes are comfort heaven.”

“I love pizza.”

Crow is sitting up, watching us volley answers at each other as Saint gets up and moves closer.

“Favourite memory.” Saint smiles, and I’m struck by how carefree he seems.

“Uh, when I was little, my dad brought me on a moonlight picnic to see the stars. There were so many it felt like the world was broken.”

“Mine was buying this house.”

“Was?”

“Meeting you that night at the bar is currently ranked number one.”

He reaches out and touches my hand, just a brush of his fingers over mine, but it melts me.

“What are you afraid of?”

It takes me a moment to remember we’re still playing this game. “Spiders. And you?”

“People in masks.”

His fingers curl around mine, and I turn my hand over, giving him access to my hand. He traces a circle on my palm. I shiver and shift in my seat.

“Most hated food?” Saint rasps out.

“Beans. All kinds of beans.” A whine escapes me.

Saint leans closer, so close our lips brush, just a whisper of feeling that is there and gone.

He pulls back. “I dislike cauliflower and broccoli.”

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