Change of Heart by Jenna Bennett

Author:Jenna Bennett [Bennett, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Bente Gallagher
Published: 2013-05-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

I didn’t really think I had anything to worry about. He wasn’t really angry with me. He couldn’t be. I hadn’t done anything wrong. Nothing serious enough to really make him upset.

But because I wasn’t a hundred percent certain, I drove carefully straight home, and made sure I didn’t lose him along the way. If there was a yellow light up ahead, I slowed down and waited rather than making it look like I was trying to ditch him.

It wasn’t a long drive. One block from Church Street to Charlotte Avenue, then straight east through downtown onto the James Robertson Bridge, and from there across the Cumberland River to the corner of Fifth and East Main. It took less than fifteen minutes, with barely any cars on the road.

I drove into a spot in the underground parking garage and waited for him to pull the bike to a stop beside me before I opened my door. And then I waited while he took the helmet off and hung it on the handle.

“C’mon.” He took my arm and headed for the stairs. I didn’t ask any questions, just concentrated on keeping up, since he was motivated enough not to bother adjusting his stride to mine.

By the time we’d navigated two flights of stairs—basement to first floor, first floor to second—at two steps at a time, I was out of breath and my heart was slamming against my ribs. Not all of it was exertion. Maybe he really was angry. Maybe I did have to worry.

“Keys.” He held out a hand, and I dropped my keychain into it. He unlocked the door to the apartment and pushed it open. “In.”

I crossed the threshold and dropped my bag on the floor in the hallway. The door slammed into the frame behind me, quivering, and I heard the sound of the deadbolt hit home. And I guess I should have run as soon as I was able, because I’d only managed two steps before he grabbed me and spun me around again. “Dammit, Savannah!”

“I’m not sure what you’re so upset about,” I said a little breathlessly. “Nothing happened.”

“No thanks to you.” But he didn’t object when I slipped my hands under the leather jacket he had on. Maybe that’s what had made the leather-clad men back off. He had his own leather armor, and he looked like he belonged in a place like Chaps in a way that I—in my cashmere coat—never could.

“I just wanted to talk to them.” I slid my hands up his torso and chest, feeling soft cotton against my palms, and the heat of his skin underneath.

“They didn’t wanna talk to you.”

“I figured that out.” I pushed the jacket off his shoulders. He dropped his hands from my arms for long enough to let it hit the floor. When the hands came back, it was to brace himself against the wall on either side of my head so he could lean down into my face.

I looked back up at him while my hands continued to explore.

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