Dear Aaron by Mariana Zapata

Author:Mariana Zapata [Zapata, Mariana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B071X1NSV8
Goodreads: 35290300
Published: 2017-06-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Aaron was smiling at me.

This could-be runway model, with cheekbones that could cut glass if they wanted to, a jaw that was so defined it would give a sculptor a hard-on, and a mouth that must have given hundreds of women over the years countless raunchy dreams, was smiling at me from across the table. Me. And he wasn’t looking anywhere else.

The most important place this not-looking-anywhere-else part included was the waitress who had been playfully pouting and trying her absolute best to make eye contact with him when she’d come by to take our drink orders a few minutes go. She’d struck out. Then she’d struck out again when she’d brought them over and taken our food order. Her squeezing her boobs together with her upper arms hadn’t been enough to get him to look elsewhere, and she had girls even I had glanced at twice. But Aaron? He’d been constantly sneaking looks and smiles at me while we’d been in the car, and hadn’t stopped doing so since we’d been seated at the café he’d pulled over at.

I’d be fooling myself if I tried to deny that on the first leg of the drive, I taken some sneaky glances to my left. Neither one of us had said much yet. When I hadn’t been busy looking at Aaron, I’d been focused on the scenery outside the window, eating up the darkening landscape that was so different from what I was used to back in Houston.

Most importantly, as we sat facing one another, I was smiling at him cautiously and he was giving me that smirking little smile that seemed like it had secrets stitched in some compartment below his practically flawless skin. If he had pores or blemishes, I hadn’t been able to see a single one… and I’d looked.

Luckily, Aaron wasn’t as quiet as I was, because it was him who finally broke our silence with his elbows on the table we shared. He had his chin on his hand, not looking at all like he’d driven hours on end to get to the beach house and then had to drive to get me.

“You look really tired,” was what he decided to start off with.

I blinked and bit down on my bottom lip as I struggled not to take that as an insult. “Do I?”

The corners of his mouth flexed upward just a bit, a smirk hiding in plain sight. “You know what I mean.”

Uh.

His mouth lost the battle when that quiet laugh of his came out. “You know what I mean.”

Raising an eyebrow, I nodded enthusiastically, trying not to smile and mostly failing at it. “You’re saying I look like hell.”

One of those hands that had been on my knees less than an hour ago palmed a lean cheek. “That’s not what I’m saying.”

I squinted at him that time and tipped my head to the side. “Pretty sure that’s what it seems like you’re saying.”

“It’s not,” he argued, his gaze still totally focused on me.

I wrinkled my nose.

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