Juniper Limits (The Juniper Series Book 2) by Lora Richardson

Author:Lora Richardson [Richardson, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

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His hands, large and warm on my neck, rubbed small circles likely meant to lull me and keep me from running away. Running away was the last thing on my mind. Running away was no longer an option. My breath raced in and out of me, proof of how strongly I had been affected by those few tiny seconds of his mouth on mine, and I didn’t care if he knew it.

As my breathing slowed, a little bit of panic gnawed at the back of my mind. I liked this too much. I liked him too much. It couldn’t last. It was so easy for Paul. He trusted easily, counted on things easily, and expected good things. I wasn’t accustomed to good things, and I didn’t know if trust was possible for someone like me. I swallowed down the fear. I did not look away.

Kids screamed, pulling me out of my reverie, and I looked around the tent. Big, fat raindrops had started to fall, thudding against the canvas tent. I peered out to see people scrambling for shelter, covering their heads with bags and soda cups, anything they happened to be holding.

Paul laughed as two kids ran out of our tent into the rain. “I bet that’s freezing.”

I took note of the way he let one arm linger around my shoulders.

“Surely it will pass quickly.” As soon as the words left his mouth, rain poured down with renewed vigor. The force of it swayed the tent, and he looked at me and grinned. “Or not.” He slipped his arm from my shoulder and slid it down my arm, catching my fingers in his. “Want to make a run for it?”

Still reeling from our kiss, I nodded. “What’s a little water?”

At that, he tugged my arm and pulled me after him into the rain. He was always doing that—getting worked up into a fever pitch, and pulling me along with him. I never ceased to get caught up in his enthusiasm, tangled up in his sails. He was hard to resist, and I was done resisting. Rain dropped onto my head in loud plops, cold and invigorating. I squealed in delight and picked up my pace. My right foot slammed into a puddle, sending water up my legs, drenching my jeans.

We cut through an alley to avoid the crowd and the booths that blocked our way, and the rain was a little lighter there. We didn’t stop though, and ran through the streets until we got to the truck. Paul, laughing, fumbled with the wet and slippery keys until he had my door unlocked. He swung it open and I hopped in, scooting over and unlocking his door for him. I watched as he ran around the front of the truck with his hand shielding his face.

He climbed in and shut the door, and sat staring straight ahead, as though stunned. I took the keys from his hand and started the engine, and then fussed with the heater settings. “Hey,” I said softly.

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