Fragile Things (Folkestone Sins Book 1) by Samantha Lovelock

Author:Samantha Lovelock [Lovelock, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

A strong forearm wrapped in ink curls around my waist, and a low voice whispers next to my ear.

“I thought you came upstairs to use the bathroom, Star.” My entire body is instantly hyperaware of how close Poe is standing behind me. The feeling is magnetic, and I allow myself the briefest of moments to lean back into his warmth and breathe in his scent. He chuckles, a satisfied rumble low in his throat, and I jerk away, moving a good five feet from him to avoid further temptation. He sets his half-empty beer bottle on Roxy’s mantle and leans back against the wall, thumbs hooked in the front pockets of his almost-black jeans. Watching me with his lazy half-smile, that damn piece of hair falls over one eye again, and my pulse stutters at how fucking sexy he looks.

“I did. I am. Can you leave, please?” I spit back at him.

“Nah. I’m good right here.”

Why is it every time this guy pays any attention to me, it involves a fucking bathroom?

“Fine. Whatever.” Rolling my eyes, I stomp over to the attached bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind me. I actually don’t even have to pee, I just had to get away from the party for a minute, and now I just want to get away from Poe. I need to get away from him. Sitting down on the closed toilet seat lid, I wonder how long I’ll have to stay in here before he leaves. Frustrated, I pull out my phone, make sure the volume is off, and find some stupid match-three game to play to pass the time.

After about five minutes, there are sounds of movement in the sitting room, and relief floods my senses, tinged with something that might be disappointment.

Thank fuck, he’s finally leaving and going back to the party.

Suddenly the bathroom door handle jiggles, followed by a loud click, and the door swings open. Poe sees me sitting there, playing on my phone, and furrows his brow, silently judging me.

“What? Never had a girl disappear to the bathroom to get away from you before?” I ask, shrugging my shoulders. “Also, I know I locked that door.” My scowling at the offending lock makes him laugh.

“We’ve all been friends since birth. Every one of us guys has been able to pick this lock since we were ten. The girls used to use this as a hiding spot during hide-and-seek until we figured out how to get the lock open.”

Sighing in frustration, I stand, cranky now. Moving to the sink to wash my hands, I try to focus on anything other than how the snug black Henley molds to his muscular chest and lean waist, and how his dark jeans sit low on his hips.

Stopitstopitstopit.

Leaning into the mirror above the sink and pretending to check my makeup, I catch his eyes hungrily roving over my bare back and down my long legs. The clinging black jersey top Sunday picked out for me may have

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