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Owen had gone home not long after Heath barged in yesterday, and Heath had spent the better part of the conversation we had after that teasing me, as I’d expected he would. I’d explained that Owen and I had been friends for a while, but that things had crossed the line a bit as of late. Of course, that wasn’t entirely the truth, but it wasn’t like I could explain how Owen and Ihad become acquainted. That might be a story for when we were all elderly.

In the end, Heath had seemed okay with things—likely because he genuinely liked Owen, and Owen had earned his trust. And he didn’t make a big deal out of it when Hannah came home. To my knowledge, he hadn’t mentioned anything to her. Nevertheless, I’d need to be more careful in the future.

For now, the kids were—hopefully—safely at school, and I could find my bearings again. I’d planned to get some work done, but all my mind wanted to do was replay that kiss. It had felt really good to have Owen’s lips on mine and taste him again. I couldn’t believe I’d willingly decided to walk away from that forever, to never see him again. I couldn’t imagine that now.

My impulsive reaction when he’d asked if I was jealousclearlyshowed him where I stood. When I’d realized he was out with a woman, I hadn’t been able to think straight. I’d been kidding myself when it came to Owen Dawson—in denial and trying to protect myself from getting hurt. That had been tolerable until the threat of losing my chance with him became very real.

My phone chimed, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Owen: I can’t stop thinking about that fucking kiss.

Butterflies swarmed in my stomach. I closed my eyes for a moment.

Devyn: How did you know I was thinking about you?

Owen: I’m sorry Heath walked in on us, but I’m NOT sorry for WHAT he walked in on.

Devyn: He wants to kick your ass.

Owen: Seriously?

Devyn: No. He’s good now.

Owen: I guess I should count my lucky stars he’s not fully grown yet.

Devyn: He’s more likely to frame you and put it on the Internet than cause physical harm.

Owen: That’s very true.

Devyn: LOL

Owen: I need to get youjealous more often.

Devyn: Oh, so you think that’s the secret, huh?

Owen: I do. And I have to tell you another secret.

Devyn: What is it?

Owen: I’m very fucking jealous of the actor who shall not be named.

Devyn: You are?

Owen: Of course. I feel like he still owns a piece of your heart, or maybe it’s more like he’s taking up real estate in your head. But I’d like to erase him from both places.

Devyn: Do you have a plan for that?

Owen: I have a Magic Eraser.

Devyn: LOL Do you now?

Owen: Yes. ;-) If I were there, I could show it to you.

Devyn: I guess I’m safe because you’re at work.

Owen: Are you sure about that?

My heartbeat accelerated.

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