“Conceited much?”
Her eyes went to slits as she muttered, “Whatever.”
She turned, looking down at her books to do what she came to do—study. Rachel was supposed to come, but she had texted saying she had plans. Lacey was pretty sure her plans involved Grady, but since she wasn’t ready to accept that her best friend was shacking up with her big brother, she didn’t ask and had come to study on her own. Letting out a long breath, she took her highlighter and tried to study, but knowing that Karson was within reach made it very hard. She could feel him staring. She wanted to want to tell him to stop, but she didn’t. She was all kinds of screwed up—a glutton for punishment.
When Karson suddenly appeared at the same table as her, she sat back and met his playful gaze with an angry one. “What are you studying?” he asked, looking down at her books before smiling up at her. “Business? Are you going to own your own or work for the big man?”
She bit into her lip, knowing she should pack her book up and leave. Instead, she answered him. “I want to start my own.”
He nodded, his grin growing. “That’s awesome. What kind of business?”
“I want to design lingerie for women.”
“Wow, I didn’t expect you to say that! I knew you were going for design, too, but I was thinking home interior or something.”
She found herself smiling as she shook her head. “No, I want to design supersexy pieces for women to feel pretty in,” she admitted. “All kinds of women. Small, medium, large, and plus-size. I also want to design bras for women who have suffered from breast cancer and had to have a mastectomy, but can’t afford to get breast implants. I want all women to feel sexy in my pieces.”
Wow . Did she really just blubber all that to him? Looking up, she found him watching her. His eyes were locked on her, and she could tell he was listening to every word she said.
With a grin on his face, he said, “That’s amazing. I bet you’re talented.”
Lacey’s cheeks burned as she slowly nodded. “I think so. My best friend, Rachel, is really good too. We’ve talked some of doing it together. Starting the business and all together, I mean, but I’m not sure. We’ll see what happens.”
“Well, if you ever need someone to check out your designs, you can model for me any time you want,” he said with a wink.
She knew he was just playing around, being a regular guy, but little did he know that would never happen. Looking down, she shrugged her shoulders. “Highly doubt that.”
“Just offering my services.”
“Duly noted.”
He laughed, and Lacey had to look up to take him in. His eyes were dark and oh so gorgeous. She could just imagine posing for him in basically nothing and knew that once he saw that she had no breasts, he’d be out the door so fast she wouldn’t know what happened. All she’d be left to do would be to pick up the pieces of her heart, and she couldn’t allow that to happen. Guys like Karson King wanted perfect girls, not ones who were sick and didn’t have all the right pieces. All Lacey had were scars, ones that would scare Karson away. As her eyes flooded with tears, she began to gather her things.
“Hey, whoa, what happened? You aren’t leaving, are you?”
She nodded, her eyes glued on her book bag as she tucked her things in it. “Yeah, I have to go.”
“No, don’t,” he pleaded as she stood, putting her jacket on and then her scarf and hat.
“Sorry, I have to,” she muttered, heading out of the coffee shop. She didn’t think he’d follow her, but she soon realized that Karson was a very determined person. When his fingers wrapped around her wrist, she swung around, pulling it away from him. “Don’t touch me.”
His hands came up in a calming way, palms up at her. “I’m sorry. Please, don’t leave. I just want to talk to you.”
Shaking her head before he even finished, she said, “Karson, nothing will happen between us. Don’t you
Her eyes went to slits as she muttered, “Whatever.”
She turned, looking down at her books to do what she came to do—study. Rachel was supposed to come, but she had texted saying she had plans. Lacey was pretty sure her plans involved Grady, but since she wasn’t ready to accept that her best friend was shacking up with her big brother, she didn’t ask and had come to study on her own. Letting out a long breath, she took her highlighter and tried to study, but knowing that Karson was within reach made it very hard. She could feel him staring. She wanted to want to tell him to stop, but she didn’t. She was all kinds of screwed up—a glutton for punishment.
When Karson suddenly appeared at the same table as her, she sat back and met his playful gaze with an angry one. “What are you studying?” he asked, looking down at her books before smiling up at her. “Business? Are you going to own your own or work for the big man?”
She bit into her lip, knowing she should pack her book up and leave. Instead, she answered him. “I want to start my own.”
He nodded, his grin growing. “That’s awesome. What kind of business?”
“I want to design lingerie for women.”
“Wow, I didn’t expect you to say that! I knew you were going for design, too, but I was thinking home interior or something.”
She found herself smiling as she shook her head. “No, I want to design supersexy pieces for women to feel pretty in,” she admitted. “All kinds of women. Small, medium, large, and plus-size. I also want to design bras for women who have suffered from breast cancer and had to have a mastectomy, but can’t afford to get breast implants. I want all women to feel sexy in my pieces.”
Wow . Did she really just blubber all that to him? Looking up, she found him watching her. His eyes were locked on her, and she could tell he was listening to every word she said.
With a grin on his face, he said, “That’s amazing. I bet you’re talented.”
Lacey’s cheeks burned as she slowly nodded. “I think so. My best friend, Rachel, is really good too. We’ve talked some of doing it together. Starting the business and all together, I mean, but I’m not sure. We’ll see what happens.”
“Well, if you ever need someone to check out your designs, you can model for me any time you want,” he said with a wink.
She knew he was just playing around, being a regular guy, but little did he know that would never happen. Looking down, she shrugged her shoulders. “Highly doubt that.”
“Just offering my services.”
“Duly noted.”
He laughed, and Lacey had to look up to take him in. His eyes were dark and oh so gorgeous. She could just imagine posing for him in basically nothing and knew that once he saw that she had no breasts, he’d be out the door so fast she wouldn’t know what happened. All she’d be left to do would be to pick up the pieces of her heart, and she couldn’t allow that to happen. Guys like Karson King wanted perfect girls, not ones who were sick and didn’t have all the right pieces. All Lacey had were scars, ones that would scare Karson away. As her eyes flooded with tears, she began to gather her things.
“Hey, whoa, what happened? You aren’t leaving, are you?”
She nodded, her eyes glued on her book bag as she tucked her things in it. “Yeah, I have to go.”
“No, don’t,” he pleaded as she stood, putting her jacket on and then her scarf and hat.
“Sorry, I have to,” she muttered, heading out of the coffee shop. She didn’t think he’d follow her, but she soon realized that Karson was a very determined person. When his fingers wrapped around her wrist, she swung around, pulling it away from him. “Don’t touch me.”
His hands came up in a calming way, palms up at her. “I’m sorry. Please, don’t leave. I just want to talk to you.”
Shaking her head before he even finished, she said, “Karson, nothing will happen between us. Don’t you
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