Fused (Lost in Oblivion #4.5) by Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott

Author:Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott [Quinn, Cari & Elliott, Taryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Coming of Age, Anthologies
Publisher: Rainbow Rage Publishing
Published: 2016-02-01T17:00:00+00:00

9

She was in his house, and he’d kissed her. And God, it had been everything he remembered and more.

How was that even possible?

“I have to go back to my car.” She licked her kiss-swollen lips and he had to fist his hand to keep from dragging her back in for another kiss, damn their audience.

“Escaping already?” Nick clamped his fingers around her elbow. He might be half-joking, but he was half-serious too.

“I forgot gifts.” She sighed. “I mean, I have them, but I forgot to bring them in.”

“I’ll come with you.” He tightened his fingers. “We’ll be right back,” he told the others.

“Yeah, and I have to call that Santa dude. He left a message on my cell.” Deacon kissed the top of Harper’s head and stepped back.

“What Santa dude?” Nick asked. Just what they needed, some fake-smiling, belly-clutching guy to ho-ho-ho them into the holiday.

Gray set down Jazz and frowned at Deacon. “Dammit, really? He better not be pulling out.”

“Yeah, pulling out is something that is just not done in this house. Evidence A, all the screamers down the hall.” Smiling, Nick tugged on Lila’s arm.

Might as well run out before the guy swept down the chimney, or whatever phony Santas did to make an entrance.

“Dinner will be ready soon,” Harper told them. “Y’all better be seated around my table when I serve or I’ll pull out a can of rock star whoop ass.”

Nick drew Lila with him down the hall, then stopped long enough to pull on his sneakers before he resumed towing her across the stoop and down to the walk. Her silence was so loud that his ears were starting to hurt.

“You’re never this quiet unless you’re about to come,” he said lightly.

“I’m definitely not quiet then,” she said, quickening her steps to match his. He only tightened his grip so she couldn’t disappear on him again.

“No, but I knew saying that would make you talk to me.”

She gave him a faint smile. “I wasn’t not talking to you.”

“So you say. Where the hell are you parked?”

She pointed down the block, and he slid his hand down her arm until their fingers tangled together. Immediately, she glanced around in case they were being watched by the paparazzi, or Donovan, or perhaps even her husband.

“No one’s around,” he said quietly, trying not to feel the sting from her concern. She had a complicated life. He was trying so hard not to judge her for allowing it to constrain her—to constrain them—but it was difficult.

“Why are you holding my hand?” she asked as they strolled up the street.

Almost like any other couple…except not.

“Because I haven’t had the chance in ten days and it feels wrong.” He stopped and turned her toward him before flicking his fingers through her tousled curls. Her updo was mostly wrecked, but he’d never thought she looked more beautiful. “I don’t know what happened the night of the concert. Why you shut me out when we’d been so close. But I don’t care.”

“You don’t care,” she repeated.

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