Back Beat by Sloan Ryleigh

Author:Sloan, Ryleigh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

19

Dean

I stand at the safari vehicle and try not to look around impatiently for Blair. I want to see how she’s doing after yesterday, and nerves have me jumpy. I ball my fists in the pockets of my cargo pants and want to kick myself for how I handled things. Telling her I wanted to fuck her served absolutely no purpose. Now I’ve admitted it out loud and she’s aware of it, and all it’s going to do is make things uncomfortable between us.

Case in point—me standing outside on what’s a cool morning, alone, instead of Blair meeting me at my chalet like she did the day of the helicopter ride. The sun is about half an hour from making its way over the horizon, if my app is anything to go by. Blair sent me a text last night to tell me where to meet her, and I haven’t been able to do anything other than worry about how things are going to be between us since.

The sky is that beautiful shade of periwinkle and purple that happens just when dawn is about to break and is the perfect time to spot game and maybe a few wild cats. I doubt anything can top landing a helicopter in the middle of a pride of lions to do emergency surgery, but at this point I just want to be with Blair. Even if it means getting up at the ass crack of dawn to drive around for hours.

I see her round the corner with a bag slung over one shoulder and, a bit disturbingly, a rifle over the other. When she gets within hearing distance, I raise my hands in surrender. “I know I made things awkward, but I promise not to grope you in the truck. I don’t think weapons are necessary.”

She laughs. “Don’t worry, this is just in case you get bitten by a mamba and I need to put you out of your misery.”

She’s joking—at least I hope she is—and the tension leaves me. I work to exhale my breath inaudibly instead of through the rush of relief and reach for her bag. “Can I help you with this?”

She smiles, and it’s shy but not terribly awkward, so I think we’re good. “Thank you.”

I round the truck, and I’m about to climb in when I hear her chuckle. “You doing the driving today?”

I roll my eyes and make my way to the passenger side. Will I ever get used to the steering wheel being on the right?

As if reading my mind, she remarks, “You’ll get it just before you go home.” A frown mars her beautiful face for the briefest of moments but is replaced by a smile shortly after. It’s a sad smile, and I wonder what it’s all about, but she pats the seat. “C’mon, then, let’s see what we can spot. You don’t have any snacks on you, do you?”

She’s referring to the text she sent me the previous evening warning me not to bring apples and oranges on the truck.

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