CHAPTER 6 | Beau
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I walk all the way back to my place, a mistake because my hip is now throbbing and my hands are shaking.
Too bad it’s not enough to distract me from how Holly swallowed when I looked at her mouth. She’d been close enough to kiss and I couldn’t help noticing. It’s that damn mouth of hers. It’s generous and always twitching into a little smirk, or spreading into a smile, or holding back a laugh. I catch myself staring all the damn time.
Of course, I catch myself staring at her ass too.
And her breasts.
And, well, all of her. I walk faster, pain shooting up my leg. Moving in with me is not a good idea. I won’t be able to focus for s**t.
Another spike of pain hits me and I have to stop. I study the horizon until the urge to vomit passes.
Focus, I tell myself.
