The raised voice that surprises me, however, belongs to Nash. I creep to the door and crack it the tiniest bit, turning my head and pressing my ear to it.
You are a shameless, creepy eavesdropping hussy.
Note to self: Do not expect coherent thought to be possible when staring at Nash. Motor skills may be impaired as well. Take necessary precautions.
M. LeightonI turn my head to look at him again. Immediately it gets all fuzzy with hormones.
“Um, I was, uh, I was thinking about being shaken and stirred.” He looks over at me and quirks one brow. “I mean I was thinking how well you could probably shake and stir something.”
Ohmigod, somebody stop me!
As I’m debating running for the exit, Nash leans down to whisper at my ear.
“Is something wrong?”
“I feel like the only splash of color in an abstract painting.”
“You are the splash of color. But there’s nothing wrong with that.
How did you get my number anyway?”
“Some asshole named Nash.”
“Asshole?”
“Yeah, asshole. Don’t tell me you don’t think he’s an asshole!”
I laugh uncomfortably. “Um, no I don’t think he’s an asshole. He’s always been nice to me.”
asshole. He’s always been nice to me.”
“Of course he has. You’re gorgeous. What man wouldn’t be nice to you?”
“Plenty.”
“Assholes, all of them,” he teases.
“They’re assholes, too?”
“Yep.”
“Is everyone an asshole today?”
“Yep,” he repeats. “Word of the day toilet paper.”
I laugh, genuinely this time. “Is that right?
There’s a long pause filled with enough tension for me to perceive it through a mostly-closed door.
Back up, Nash! She’s about to blow!
It’s just like Marissa to jump right in with the heavy artillery, like guilt and extortion.
I’m so proud to be related to the devil’s mistress.
I can’t help but wonder if I could get away with stabbing her cold, cold heart with an ice pick.
For that, I might win the Nobel Peace Prize. Or, bare minimum, a call from the Vatican, thanking me.
he’s stubborn? Huh. I wouldn’t have guessed that. But actually, I kinda like it.
M. LeightonShe’s stubborn? Huh. I wouldn’t have guessed that. But actually, I kinda like it.
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