Page 49 of Trust Me

“You’re not scared of him, right? Like, if he got angry?”

I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me. “No.”

“So, you just don’t want him to leave, then.”

I looked away, not sure how to answer.

“You barely know the guy,” he pointed out. “Why do you care if he leaves?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. Leaning forward, I rested my forehead on his chest. “It’s like when I met you. Something clicked.”

“Okay, you’re clicking with him. That’s fair.”

I shook my head. “More like I’m waiting for the click.”

He flicked me in the temple, making me pull back with a grunt.

“Twelve years and you still make no sense to me sometimes,” he said.

“I know you better than I know myself, so clearly, you’re failing on your end.”

He shoved my shoulder, nearly making me fall over the other side of the bar. His laugh carried to me as he walked into the back office.

I decided to stay for a little while longer, knowing I wasn’t quite in the right headspace to go home. If Dean seemed serious when I got there, I’d make mountains out of molehills. Besides, I enjoyed people watching, especially at the bar. There were always interesting characters around this place.