Walking The Line (Satan's Knights Prospect Trilogy Book 3) by Janine Infante Bosco

Author:Janine Infante Bosco [Infante Bosco, Janine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

-Fifteen-

Carina

I think I’ve got it!

“What are you doing?”

Startled by the sound of Nico’s voice, I lose my grip on the perfectly poised brush and stare at the stroke of bright pink nail polish now decorating my big toe. I growl in frustration, diverting my eyes over my shoulder.

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

Wiping his hands on a rag, he raises an amused eyebrow. I can tell he’s trying not to laugh at me and I’m not even mad about it…I love that little playful smirk. It’s a shame he doesn’t use it as often as he used to.

“I think I’m going to play it safe on this one and plead the fifth,” he says, leaning against the door jamb.

“I’m polishing my toenails, which by the way is not an easy task when you’re nearly eight months pregnant.”

Hence the reason I’m lying on my side, trying to lift my leg over my stomach, polishing my toe and not the actual nail.

Cupping the back of his neck, he looks at me thoughtfully. Though he tries to mask it, I’ve become a self-proclaimed expert at reading Nico’s eyes and right now, for some reason, there is a battle raging in those brown eyes.

“I thought you were studying for the G.E.D.”

I sigh.

I never thought I’d say this, but I miss school.

For the last month I have been diligently studying for my G.E.D, so much so that I’ve run out of practice tests. Literally, I think I took all the ones I could find on the internet twice. My hope is that I’ll be able to take the test as soon as the baby is born and move forward with applying to college. I don’t expect a Harvard acceptance letter anytime soon, but I’d like to at least be able to enroll in online courses while I’m adapting to motherhood.

Sliding the brush back into the bottle of nail polish, I screw the cap tight and meet his gaze.

“Quiz me,” I dare him, blowing a wayward strand of hair out of my eyes.

He cocks his head to the side before kicking off the door jamb and entering my bedroom. I lift an eyebrow, not bothering to hide my surprise as he makes his way towards me.

After the night we don’t speak of—you know the one where he broke his hand, and I confessed my feelings for him—we made a pact not to enter one another’s room anymore and until this moment neither of us have crossed that line.

In case things are still a little foggy for you, I’m referencing the night he told me he wanted to kiss me, then proceeded to suck on my neck, giving me a hickey—my first by the way.

Yeah, that night.

It was over a month ago and as much as I’ve tried to push it to the back of my mind, I haven’t been very successful.

I think about it in the middle of the day.

Sometimes at night.

Always in my dreams.

It’s a problem, but what’s another to add to the list.

Anyway, he hasn’t been in here since then—hence the shock.

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