Page 15 of Betraying Him
Proven by the fact that I’m wearing sweats and a hoodie myself.
Gray, obviously, because I still want to impress her at least a little, and really, who can deny the power of gray sweatpants?
“Hey, pretty girl,” I murmur with a smirk and her lips dip into a small frown.
Damn it, I really thought that would be the one.
It’s a game between us now—me trying to find the perfect nickname for her and her shooting me down every time. No matter, I’ll come up with something perfect eventually.
She bites her lip, her eyes tight with nerves. “Are you… are you going to let me in?
I shake my head, pulling myself back to reality, and move out of the way before gesturing into the house. She shoots me a timid smile and walks past me, leaving me to close the door behind her.
“So, you got me here. What’s the plan for today?” She asks it as though she’s doing me a favor, but I can hear the nerves in her voice and see the trepidation written all over her pretty face.
“I thought we’d hang out in the pool.”
Her face pales and I chuckle. “Relax, I’m kidding. I figured we’d watch a movie.” I nod toward the sittingroom where I have everything set up. “I got the snacks ready and everything.”
Ihadthought about taking everything to my room so we could watch it there, but I wasn’t sure how she’d feel about it and figured I’d play it safe by keeping it PG.
Once she’s finally sat her pretty ass down on the couch, I sit at the other end before swinging my legs up until they’re on her lap. I shift around until I’m lying comfortably.
Her questioning gaze meets mine, and I shrug as much as I’m able to in the position I’m in.
“Gotta get comfy.”
She ducks her face, but I don’t miss the blush that stains her cheeks, and I smile to myself.
We start the movie, and I watch her watch it, content to just lie and stare at her. If I could do this every day, then I would. Her facial expressions and reactions to things are far more interesting than whatever is on the TV. She loses herself in what she’s watching, her hand absently palming my leg before beginning to play with the hairs there, and fuck, why does that feel so nice?
It’s… soothing.
Peaceful.
And so it doesn’t take long for my eyes to feel heavy, and I find myself falling asleep with her company as comfort.
ELEVEN
HARLEY
I leanagainst my car and stare at the house in front of me, waiting for a glimpse of Savannah. We agreed to meet at the pier for today’s little outing, but I was itching to get out and thought it’d be easier if I just picked her up.
A smile automatically pulls at my lips as the door opens and she runs toward me, her red hair blowing in the breeze, looking breathtaking wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top. But my smile soon dips when I see the look on her face.
“What’s wrong?” I demand as soon as she reaches me, hating the worried line between her brows and the way her gaze keeps going back to the house behind her. I let my instincts take over as I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. “Did something happen?” I ask against her hair before breathing her in.
Fuck, I love having this girl in my arms.
My words seem to shake her out of whatever was worrying her, and she pulls out of my embrace before forcing the fakest smile that I’ve ever seen. “Nothing. Let’s get out of here, huh?”
I frown at her, not believing for a second that nothing’swrong, but decide not to question it further. If she wants to tell me, she will, and maybe getting away from here and whatever has her acting differently will be the key to that.
It worries me to see her so… shaken? Different?.
We’re silent as we drive toward the beach, but rather than our usual silence, this time it’s tense for reasons I’m not aware of.
Once we finally park up, I turn to her and find her biting down on her bottom lip. She’s not acting like herself and it’s really starting to freak me out.
