JJ
I spent the rest of the afternoon pretending I had not flirted with a Black Dagger while standing between his knees.
It would have been easier if the words sounded accidental in my memory. They did not. Every time I replayed the moment, my voice carried an intention I had not recognized until it was already hanging between us.
Maybe he isn’t the only one who should be careful.
I had said that to Nixx while my hand rested against his arm and his eyes dropped to my mouth. Then I had stood there like an i***t and wondered whether he wanted to kiss me.
By three, I had wiped down my station twice, reorganized inks that did not need reorganizing, and almost put the wrong cap on a bottle of green wash.
Stitch leaned against the doorway. “You planning to scrub through the counter?”
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