Tattered Hearts by KC Enders

Author:KC Enders [Enders, KC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KC Enders

FIFTEEN

Chloe

“You want me to watch what?” Miles asks. He looks shocked, almost offended by my suggestion.

“Pride & Prejudice.” I hand him a bowl of popcorn and pull a blanket from the big basket I have next to the couch.

Miles tosses a handful of popcorn in his mouth and stares at me like this is some kind of a joke and he’s just waiting for the punch line.

There’s no punch line. I am dead serious.

“So, what about John Wick? or We Are Marshall? Gladiator? Man of Steel? You can’t go wrong with Superman.”

He smirks as he leans forward to pick up the remote, but I snatch it from the table and flop onto the couch next to him.

“Nope. You said I could pick this one after you and Jake made me sit through freaking Star Wars. And I did. Two hours of my life I’ll never get back.” I toss the pale blue wool blanket over my legs, bunching it up in my lap. I take the popcorn bowl from Miles’s hands and wedge it into place between us. “This movie is so beautiful, I promise. And the time investment will be absolutely worth it.” I truly love this movie and particularly this version of it.

Miles groans and sighs through the beginning of the movie, obviously not connecting with the characters and the subtleties of their interactions. “Jesus Christ, what is wrong with these people? Bingley’s a twit and needs his ass kicked. Lizzy’s mother is a manipulative bitch, and what crawled up Darcy’s ass?”

When the popcorn is finished, Miles moves the bowl over to the end table and drains his beer. He sets the bottle into the empty popcorn bowl, and I swear on all that is good at holy, if he hadn’t been complaining so loudly through the start of the movie, slamming the characters at every turn, I would’ve thought his timing was planned down to the wire. But he has complained. He’s railed and scoffed the entire time. So, when Miles slouches back into the couch, throws his head back against the cushion, and spreads the fingers of his hand wide, just as Darcy does on-screen, my insides melt. My muscles clench, and desire pools low in my belly.

That scene. That seemingly insignificant action that, in reality, hints at a huge turning point in the story. That right there is what pushes me over the edge. I shove the blanket off my feet and turn to face Miles.

“What?” he asks. And then his strong, beautiful hand flexes again. His eyes dart to the TV and then back to me. He searches my face and asks, “Did I miss something?”

I push up onto my knees and kiss him. He kisses me back, and then he moves his arm around me so that hand is flexing against my hip. Whatever nerves I was harboring, whatever doubts I had about whether this was the right thing to do—the right time—ignite in my burning desire for him. I slide my leg across his lap until I’m straddling him.

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