Trouble When You Walked In (Contemporary Romance) by Kieran Kramer

Author:Kieran Kramer [Kramer, Kieran]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Player, Business, Library, Librarian, North Carolina, Mayor, Stud, Coach, Athlete, Rivalry, Attraction, Team, Storybook, Slogan, Legend, Battle, Winner, Relationship, Time
ISBN: 9781466805569
Google: 7g94BgAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 24804358
Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks
Published: 2015-08-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

She didn’t belong here, Cissie thought as she ascended the wide staircase at Boone’s house, her thigh and butt muscles sore from the ATV, her back a little strained from the raft. She didn’t belong with these people. They were all polished and perfect, and their interests were different from hers: country club parties, fancy shoes that probably cost a month’s salary, and golfing trips to Bermuda.

And not one of them ever came to the library.

She had nothing in common with them.

She peeled off her muddy shirt and shimmied out of her jeans, which were soaked in ditch water and snug on her skin. She knew she didn’t belong, so why was she so wrapped around the axle about Boone? Was it just because he was good-looking and sexy?

No. If that were all she cared about, she wouldn’t be feeling so miserable now. Her heart actually ached.

She turned on the shower, stuck her palm under the needles of water, and waited for it to warm. The problem, as she saw it, was that she’d built him up in her mind all these years to be something like her romance-novel heroes.

That was it. She’d set herself up for a big fall. That was why her heart was sore.

The water heated almost immediately, and she stepped inside the vast space. At home she had to turn around in her shower with her elbows drawn in. Here, jets sprayed at her from everywhere. And there was a stone bench—not some measly little alcove in the wall, but an entire lounging area at one end where she put her shampoo, conditioner, razors, and loofah. She sat there every night to shave her legs.

Such luxury.

She could easily get used to it.

She soaped up her loofah and got busy. She wished she could scrub away all the vague insecurities she had around people like Janelle and Boone’s parents. By the age of thirty-two, she should feel confident in her intelligence, her talent as a librarian. She should be proud that she was a loyal friend, daughter, and granddaughter.

Yet it didn’t seem enough just a few minutes ago in Boone’s media room.

She closed her eyes, let the spray hit her face hard.

Life was moving on. She had to stop second-guessing herself. She needed to grab it—

The door to the bathroom opened.

“It’s just me,” a male voice said softly.

She froze. A whisper of hope penetrated her gloomy thoughts.

Boone stood right outside the shower’s glass enclosure. “Sorry about my parents and Janelle. Can I come in?”

Billows of steam rose around her. She blinked several times, kind of laughed and cried all at once, then swallowed it right back down.

He waited.

She cracked the glass door. It was funny that she didn’t feel insecure being naked around him, considering all her other issues. But she didn’t. She wanted him to see her.

To touch her.

He kept his eyes on her face, which was the only part of her not shielded by the glass door. Instantly, their lips locked, and he kissed her as if she were his last hope.

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