Kiss It by Erin Downing

Author:Erin Downing
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2010-08-24T04:00:00+00:00

11.

AS SOON AS I HEARD HUNTER’S CAR start and the rumble of tires on salted gravel, I grabbed my cell and dialed Sebastian. Screw the fact that he hadn’t shown up at Matt’s—I didn’t need to wait for him to tell me I could talk to him. I was allowed to make the next move.

Sebastian answered right away and told me to come over, so I ran upstairs to rinse off my face and then jumped in the car. I drove slowly in the snow, since my rural road was last on the plow and salt-truck route.

His house was even smaller than I remembered, a tiny shacklike thing that sunk into its lot. The snow piled up around the perimeter made it look half buried.

I climbed up the concrete front porch steps and lifted my hand to ring the bell. Sebastian pulled the door open, and his face lit up with that cocky, sexy smile that had haunted me since he’d first rolled into town. “Hey, party girl.”

“Hi, table six.”

“Come on in.” I paused on the stoop. He caught my hesitation and said, “My dad’s working.”

“Okay.” The house was sparse. The living room (tiny) had a really strange furniture setup, with the front of the couch pushed up against the big picture window so you couldn’t even sit on it normally. There were two wooden rocking chairs facing a TV propped up on a TV tray, and a little café table in the corner (apparently the dining room). The miniature, one-person-only kitchen was visible through a cutout wall in the middle of the living room, and I could see there were dirty dishes piled in the sink.

There was a little hallway that, I imagined, led away from the living room to the bedrooms and bathroom. And that was it. We stood in the middle of the living room for a few seconds.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“Um, sure. What do you have?”

“Water.”

“Sparkling?” I don’t even like sparkling water—who knows why I thought this would be funny.

“Milton’s finest,” he answered. “Plain old tap water.”

“Great—water it is.”

While he filled my glass in the kitchen, he talked to me through the hole in the living room wall. I continued to stand in the middle of the room, hands stuffed in my jeans pockets. “Wouldn’t you have guessed that we don’t have a wide selection of beverages? Have you noticed that I eat out every day?”

“Every day except today,” I replied, immediately addressing the fact that he hadn’t shown up. I was allowed to play games, but I had every intention of calling his whenever I spotted a classic playing-hard-to-get move.

He looked pissed as he turned off the water. “I thought you were working today.”

Great. So he’d deliberately not come into Matt’s because I was working? What did he have against me, and why had he invited me over now? “Yeah,” I said. “I was.”

“So you got my message?”

“Huh?”

“I went to Matt’s, like, half an hour ago—I told that guy Danny to let you know I’d stopped by.

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