Stone Silence (Sound of Silence Series, Book One) by Taylor Dean

Author:Taylor Dean [Dean, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Taylor Dean Books
Published: 2017-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

Thirteen

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND. Why did you let me leave?”

“Thought it was what you wanted,” Stony reiterates.

We’re still sitting in the truck, parked at the bus station. I glance at the back of his truck and notice it’s filled with building materials. He really did have errands to do while in Sweetwater.

“I wanted to get home at first, it’s true. Things have changed now. I missed my interview and there’s not much there for me now, at least until the fall when school starts.” I hesitate, then add, “And I feel like . . . I feel like there could be something here for me.”

Stony stares out the windshield and then looks me in the eyes. “Think so too.”

This day is suddenly becoming the best day ever. Turns out, we both wanted the same thing, but neither one of us knew how to say it. No, I take that back. He knew how to say it. But I doubted his words because his body language didn’t match the amazing things I thought I’d heard him say.

I can only imagine what he thought of me when I showed no visible response to his heartfelt words. No wonder he thought I wanted to leave. I didn’t give him enough signs that I was interested. Somehow, I thought it seemed obvious. That was just me assuming my body language was screaming out my feelings. Men are not mind readers, never have been, never will be. At least, that’s what my mom always says, and it has stuck with me. Lesson learned.

He lets out a deep breath and runs a hand through his short hair. “I’ve thought this through and I have a proposition for you.”

“I’m listening.”

“I need a . . . helper.”

Helper? I haven’t heard that word since kindergarten. He’s so serious and I want to lighten the mood. So, I say, “Is that a thing? I don’t think that’s a thing.”

One eyebrow tilts upward. “Yes, it’s a thing. Like an . . . assistant.”

“So, why didn’t you say assistant?” I love teasing him. I love the way his eyes light up with humor even though the rest of him remains stoic. His eyes really do speak for him. Besides, I’m so happy I’m about to explode.

He starts again. “I need an assistant, for want of a better word.” He turns in his seat, leans close to me and says with his deep voice, “Happy now?”

I’m really beginning to love his dry sense of humor. I turn and lean forward as well. We meet in the middle. “Yes, I am,” I tell him. I really am, because I know what’s coming next.

We’re face to face now and his arm lines the back of my seat. His eyes simply wander my face for a moment. My heart beats fast in my chest, almost painfully. Is this what love feels like? Tingly stomach, sweaty palms, dizzy head, grinding teeth, racing pulse, and weak knees. Sounds like I have the flu.

And yet, I feel good. I’m filled with adrenaline.

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