Coming to a store near you in August …
Reaching out, Jared slid his hand along her jaw, lifting her face, which he then frowned into, his gaze locked on her cheekbone.
“What?” She slapped his hand away.
His lips curved slightly. “You just also have a—“
He waggled a finger, pointing to her face, then reaching in–
“Yeah, and on that, I’m completely one hundred percent in agreement, but you have a little . . .” Looking into her eyes, smiling, he pulled something off her cheek. A leaf, probably stuck there with dirt as well.
She swiped at her face, groaning when his smile widened. “I just smeared dirt around, right?”
“If it helps, you look extremely cute with it on your face.”
Extremely cute? She didn’t know quite how to take that. Hell, she didn’t know how to take him. Half the time he made her want to smile, the other half of the time he made her yearn and burn for some nameless thing . . . Ack, the man made her crazy, and she began walking again.
(also, be sure to check in next week when I’ll be doing a cross over contest with bestest pal Donna Kauffman)