Here and now, I was starting to think that maybe he wanted to.
Maybe he wasn’t lying when he said he wanted to love me.
I’d believe it.
For now.
Because it was better than wallowing in the reminder of whatever this was between us would remain temporary.
His shirt flapped around with his hair. I couldn’t help but smile back at him.
“Will you go out with me, Adelaide Hayes?”
Adelaide Hayes.
Not Mikael.
My heartbeat thrummed in my throat.
“I mean,” I dropped my hand from his. This would be fun. “You brought me out here without asking me and expect me to go out with you?”
Christian’s smile vanished. “I didn’t…”
He stumbled backwards when I wrapped my arms around him. “I’m so in,” I muffled into his chest.
It took him a moment before he reciprocated the hug.
His hugs could replace air.
All warm and soft andmanly.
Starting today, I’d hug every single day.
This might be better than kissing him.
When I looked up at him, Christian leaned his head back and well—nope, kissing those juicy lips would always be the best.
His narrowed on my own lips, licking his in the process.
Something hard and prominent bulged between us and I didn’t have to see to know what it was.
I swallowed hard and took a step back. “Date,” I said.
With discreet precision, Christian hid his erection and cleared his throat.
“Date,right.”
He opened the car door for me, tugged my seatbelt oneven when I gave him the look that totally said I was an independent woman who could put her own seatbelt on.
Christian reversed the car onto another busy street.
“Why are we going on a date?” I asked instead of spilling out the thoughts in my head. If I let one out then the rest would follow and instead of a date, we’d be having a deep conversation in the car that would most likely lead into an argument—which would definitely lead into an earlier divorce.
Christian was patient with me thus far, but there was no saying when he’d stop. When my excessive overthinking and my random questions would infuriate him, and he’d turn away from me. He might be acting like the old him and the old me somewhat might be resurfacing, but over it was a thick layer of anxiety and negative thoughts I’d spent years trying to get rid of.
Surprise, surprise.
It didn’t work.
