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“You seem so—mild-mannered,” she said, surprise in her voice.
“That wasn’t mild-mannered?”
“Uh, no. Not really. You’re alotmore assertive than I gave you credit for.”
“Is that a problem?” I asked, gazing down at her.
“Not for me. I kind of liked it, Liam McCauliffe. It’s just—not what I expected from a tech guy.”
“A reformed nerd, you mean.”
She blushed. “Maybe. Something like that.”
“Well, you’re not exactly shy yourself, Macy.” I ran my finger up and down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.
“Is that a problem?” she asked, smiling up at me.
She damn well knew no guy in their fucking right mind would ever complain about that.
“Nope. Definitely not.”
“Great. Good to see there are no problems here then.”
I gently turned her face towards mine, pressing my lips to hers. She tasted sweet as she sighed softly into me.
“I have to go,” she said, pulling away, untangling her legs from mine.
“What?”
“I told you—I turn into a pumpkin.” She sat up and I reached out, pulling her back down into bed. She landed on my chest, and we were eye to eye.
“Stay.”
“I can’t.” She stared at me for one beat, two, then broke eye contact.
“Why? Do you have to work?”
She shook her head ‘no.’
“Then stay.”
“I told you I can’t.” Her tone was harsher now. She clearly didn’t want me to argue with her.
I was torn between pressing the matter and dropping it altogether. I had no idea how to handle this; typically womenwantedto stay. I was in uncharted territory here.
Macy pulled away, then dipped back down to me, brushing my lips with hers. “I don’t stay. It’s not something I do.”
She climbed out of bed, walking out of the room in search of her clothes. I hopped up, pulling on my briefs, suddenly feeling vulnerable.
I leaned against the doorframe, watching Macy pull on her jeans, then her shirt, finally strapping her heels back on.
It was 12:01 am.
“You haven’t turned into a pumpkin yet,” I pointed out, my tone controlled and even. I wanted to sound neutral, even though inside I was anything but. “At least let me walk you home.”
“Fine.” She pulled her coat on, her expression blank.
I hurried and rummaged through my suitcase for a sweatshirt and joggers, then hustled back out of the bedroom before she left alone.
