Chapter 621

• “I already told you, I don’t actually like leggy bimbos, Emma.” He lifted his head more to stare at her fully nose to nose. He instantly thought about stopping that sad little face with a kiss. He was close enough, sure enough, that she wanted him to, yet he didn’t want to do it this way. Not here. He inched close enough, eyes fully locked on the target, and didn’t take the shot.
• What the fuck is wrong with you?
• “I don’t believe you.” She almost gulped at the slight reaction to his near kiss, another hint that she was into this. He just had to stop being a pansy and do it. Stop worrying about fucking things up and kiss her. He had built this moment up in his head so much that now he had too many nerves to try. She couldn’t throw any more signals at him if she tried.