Turned Up (Taking Chances Book 3) by Erin Nicholas

Author:Erin Nicholas [Nicholas, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781542047289
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2017-08-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Kit could feel the danger in the air. The feeling of being the only two people in the world because of the storm, and the feeling of playing house, were both strong and made her want things she hadn’t let herself admit before. But now . . . Dillon Alexander, the doctor who had worked in the aftermath of hurricanes and in the midst of civil unrest in Africa, the brilliant mind who had designed emergency-room protocols that were being used around the country, the charmer who had her entire hometown celebrating his return, and the man who could melt her with a look across a crowded room, was now sitting with her in a blanket fort in the middle of her grandmother’s living room.

She had never wanted him more.

“I’ll be right back.” She was scrambling for the gap in the blankets before she even really thought about the need for escape. It wasn’t the first time she’d felt overwhelmed by Dillon, but it was the first time she couldn’t get away from him completely, and she was feeling a little claustrophobic and like she might start screaming at any second.

Or begging him to take her right there in that blanket fort in the living room she’d been having birthday parties and family movie nights and Christmas mornings in for as long as she could remember.

Once safely in the kitchen—and thank God Dillon didn’t follow her—Kit took huge, gulping breaths and did the self-talk that she taught to patients with anxiety issues. After a few deep ins and outs, she felt her heart rate slowing and the spinning in her mind straighten out.

Part of what she was feeling had to be the fact that this was a house where she had a million good memories and where she was completely comfortable and could be herself. Was she showing Dillon a new side? Yeah, maybe. Okay, yes, for sure. One of the things she believed firmly was that how you saw yourself dictated how other people saw you. She dressed professionally, always tried to look put together and sophisticated and in charge because it helped her feel those things, and she knew it helped others feel those things about her, too.

Dillon had seen her flustered and stressed and confused at times, but he’d never seen her . . . dressed in five layers of her grandmother’s clothes, trying not to freeze to death, depending on flashlights and firelight to see, and sitting in a blanket fort playing a board game.

What had possessed her to suggest the fort thing?

It had seemed practical on the one hand. The tent did trap more heat. But it had also seemed fun. And she’d wanted to see if he’d go along with it. And . . . she’d forgotten to project the always-got-it-together thing that she usually wore like a suit of armor when he was around.

She’d figured out in high school how to keep him at arm’s length. She’d had to. She couldn’t let on how she felt.

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