Page 64 of Tempting Miles
His rough fingers caress my cheek, sending goose bumps racing down my body.
My eyes flutter shut.
My knees feel weak.
A timer suddenly goes off somewhere behind us, followed by Ruin muttering a quiet “shit” as chairs scrape against the floor and someone rushes to pull another tray of cookies from the oven.
But the noise barely registers when Miles is standing this close, looking at me like I’m the only person in the room.
We’re standing in the middle of his sister’s kitchen while his entire family watches us from only a few feet away.
I inhale slowly, trying to regain some control over my traitorous body.
“But you know what the best part of all of this is, boss?” he continues.
I shake my head—eyes still closed—not trusting myself to speak.
“You set me on fire too, boss. Difference is, I don’t think I want it to stop,” he says in a low voice.
Ay, Dios. Why did he have to say something like that with everybody around?
“That’s enough, Miles. Leave Penny alone,” Rain calls out, amusement thick in her voice. “I’m sure she’s fed up with you bugging her all week.”
I let out a nervous laugh and take a few steps back.
“Fine, fine. But I want everyone to know I wasn’t allowed to properly taste all the cookies. I’m being kicked out against my will,” Miles grumbles as he walks back to the dessert table and grabs one from every tray—including mine.
“These are my favorite,” he says with a wink before biting off a chunk of my cookie.
I glare at him, but the smug jerk only laughs.
The next thing I know, all the men are being ushered out of the kitchen.
“Come on, Granny. Let’s get out of here and let the girls roast Penny in peace,” Joss says while corralling the twins toward the door.
“What?!” Granny gasps, crossing her arms. “I want to stay. I want to hear what Penny has to say for herself.”
Then she adds a dramatic pout that makes me snort.
“Granny,” Joss says in a stern voice. “Don’t embarrass the poor girl. She’s finally spending more time with us.”
Granny sighs but relents, leaving with Joss and the twins—not before pulling me into onemore tight hug.
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, dear,” she whispers. “I just want you to open your eyes and take the leap.”
Before I can even begin to unpack that, Ruin starts pouring me a glass of wine while taking a charcuterie tray out of the fridge.
Once the three of us are sitting around the kitchen table, the girls stare at me with matching wicked smiles.
“Out with it,” I say before taking a sip of wine. “I’m not sitting here all night while you two silently judge me.”
“What’s going on between you and Miles?” Rain jumps right in. “And before you say nothing, we all saw the way he was whispering in your ear.”
I sigh, knowing there’s no point trying to dodge this conversation.
“Miles and I hooked up a while ago.”
Rain screeches so loudly I nearly spill my wine.
