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He dips his face closer to mine. I…kind of need to unzip my fleece. Just got a blast of southern heat.
“What’s on yours?”
He shouldn’t be allowed to throw his sultry voice around like this. It could give people the wrong idea.
Hi. It’s me.
“Just romances of different varieties.”
“What varieties?”
“Totally regular stuff. Human stuff.”
When he laughs, his breath ghosts over my cheek. “Human stuff?”
“Some of it is, yeah.” It’s a low percentage lately, but he doesn’t need to know every detail. Or any detail.
“Now I’m dying to know what you read.”
“That’s too bad, because it’s your secrets we’re revealing tonight.”
I push the button on his e-reader, and the screen lights up between us. We’re crammed way too close together in this tiny space. My heart’s racing a happy little beat, but I tell myself it’s just because I’m about to see what Grant has on his library. Going through someone’s books is a very intimate experience.
Maybe I shouldn’t be thinking the wordintimateright now.
I thumb to the library, and—huh. It’s pretty normal. Extensive and full of classics, but all very respectable titles. “Oh.”
“You’re actually disappointed I don’t have something scandalous on there, aren’t you?”
“A bit, yeah.”
His wide smile fills me with fluttering wings.
Then, fluttering wings land right on the e-reader. A giant moth practically covers the screen. A creaky gasp sticks in mythroat. It’s only my undying respect for books of all kinds that stops me from flinging the e-reader straight into the trees.
I make a pitiful sound while Grant shoos the moth on its way. He pulls the e-reader from my hands and turns it off again.
“Probably best to wait until you’re in your tent, or you’ll attract more unwanted visitors to read over your shoulder.”
I close my eyes, calculating how close that thing must have been for it to reach us within seconds of the light switching on.Very, very close.I open them again to find Grant watching me.
“Why does everything out here have to be so…”
“Full of natural beauty?” he offers.
“Ha. I haven’t seen much natural beauty.”
“I have.”
This close, his utter sincerity throws me. The moment slows, snags, halts entirely. I won’t pretend I don’t get compliments. I’m well aware of my face. But he’s not talking to glammed-up Lila ready for a night out. He’s talking totwo days out from a showerLila who isn’t even wearing tinted moisturizer.
His compliment sinks straight into my bones.
I kind of seriously wish he weren’t heading home to Texas in a few more days.
He passes the e-reader back to me. “Take it. If nothing else, you can scan my whole book library and discover all of my shameful secrets.”
“You mean all the middle grade stuff on here?”
