tongue-tied this time around.
Still smiling, she tilted her head to the side. “And those motives are?”
“First things first. You didn’t answer the question.”
She waved away his concern. “I’m fine.”
“And the kitten?”
Her eyes softened. “He’s fine, too.”
“Good.” He couldn’t help staring at her lips.
As he returned his gaze to hers, amusement danced in her eyes. She’d caught him staring and probably knew exactly what he wanted. “What now, Boy Scout?”
He lifted his hand from the small of her back and slid it over her shoulder and along the bare, warm flesh of her arm until his fingers circled her wrist. He loved the way her eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. Did she even know how much she’d given away with her reaction? “You know…I actually was a Boy Scout.”
Her breath hitched as she opened her mouth to speak. “Somehow, I’m not surprised.”
“I excelled at knot tying.” He squeezed her wrist slightly before returning his hand to her back.
“You don’t say. Get a badge for it and everything?”
Her almost husky whisper went straight to his cock.
“Believe it or not, they don’t give a badge specifically for that.” He shrugged. “But I’ve made do.”
Her lips quirked. “Also not surprised.”
She didn’t resist when he drew her closer and spun her in a slow circle. He didn’t think she’d resist if he kissed her either, but he wasn’t about to do that—not with her not knowing the truth about their past. “You don’t even remember me, do you?”
She pulled back a little and looked at him as if he were crazy. “Uh…yeah. You’re the guy who rear-ended me yesterday. Pretty sure I remember that.”
“Think back a little further.”
“Did you hit your head, Boy Scout?” She drew back a little. “Either that or you’ve got me confused with someone else.”
He shook his head. Just because he’d had a massive crush on her didn’t mean he’d even registered in her memory. “Do you remember when you were in Guys and Dolls in high school…and failing math?”
Her head straightened, and her eyes narrowed.
“And you were in danger of losing your part unless your grade improved?”
Her eyes widened, and her lips dropped open. “Eli,” she murmured. “Elijah Jones.” Her gaze dropped to his chest before climbing back to his face. “Well, holy shit.”
Elijah Jones. Elijah Fucking Jones. Meaghan shook her head. Yeah, there had been something familiar about the unearthly blue of his eyes, but never in a million years would she have guessed that the adorable, nerdy little boy who’d tried so patiently to teach her Algebra in high school would turn out to be panty-dropping gorgeous as an adult.
She shook her head. “Wow. Just…wow.”
His lips quirked. “If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t recognize you at first—not until you opened your mouth.”
Her cheeks heated as she tried to remember what she’d said.
“Don’t worry. It wasn’t anything I didn’t deserve.”
“You did open by being a bit of an ass.”
Someone touched her shoulder, and she startled, whipping her head around. Toby stood there smirking. “I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to put my memory cards in your case. Will you be able to sort through them this weekend so we can work on getting them edited next week?”
Meaghan nodded. “Shouldn’t be a problem.”
“I’ll see you Monday, then.” Waving, Toby walked away, still smirking.
“Does this mean you’re going to be busy all weekend?”
The heat of Eli’s body seeped through the thin fabric of her dress, and she moved a little closer. It felt so good to be held, even if they were only dancing. She kept reminding herself he wasn’t the guy for her, but her body seemed less inclined to listen as the song went on.
“Why do you ask?” she finally managed.
“I’d still like to take you out. Get to know you better. Maybe catch up on the last ten years.”
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