In Your Arms - excerpt
Sean took the quickest shower possible and ran his hands through his hair. Back in his bedroom, Emma sat in the same spot on his bed, scrolling through her phone.
“Telling all your f*******: friends about the great guy you met?”
She looked up and around the room. “Who would that be?”
He grabbed his chest. “You wound me.” He keeled over on the mattress.
She poked him with her foot. “Seriously, as great as you are—and compared to some guys I’ve known, you’re ranked near the top—but I don’t do Facebook.”
Sean let her words sink in. She hadn’t talked much about herself last night; neither of them had. Hearing how he compared to her past boyfriends or hookups, or whatever, helped. “Near the top, huh? I’ll have to see what I can do about that.”
She smiled.
“You’re
