The water washes everything away.
We make lunch, watch sci-fi on the couch, drink way too much coffee.
She packs her stuff after dinner. "I have class early."
"I know."
Her eyes find mine. Her cheeks flush. She wraps her arms around her chest. "We still haven't ahem."
"Aren't you leaving?"
"Yeah."
"So you're just cruel?"
She laughs. "I guess I like thinking about you desperate and wanting."
"I'll get you back for that."
"I know."
"I think I figured out this shit with Dean.
"
"Yeah?"
"Meet me at the shop tomorrow at six."
She raises a brow. "To…"
"You trust me?"
"Of course."
"Then I'll see you at six."
Chapter Thirty
Iris
I take a deep breath as I step into Inked Hearts.
The bell rings.
Eyes turn in my direction. Leighton. Brendon. Walker.
His dark eyes light up as his smile spreads over his cheeks. He's always so happy to see me. Like I'm the sun on a cloudy day.
Leighton smiles. "Hey, Iris. How's it going?"
"Good." I tug at the zipper of my hoodie. My thighs rub together as I walk. These shorts are too short. And too tight.
"Hey, sweetness." Walker moves out from his suite. Wraps his arms around my waist. "You look good enough to eat."
My cheeks flush.
He motions to the bathroom in the corner.