Page 149 of The Incredible Ordinary

“Hey,” he says. “I am not going to give you an ultimatum or anything like that. We’ll go at whatever pace makes you comfortable.”

“But—”

He kisses me.

Too briefly.

“Stop thinking,” he says.

I smile and inhale, filling my lungs with the scent of his cologne and the soap on his skin.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asks.

I nod, then watch him jog down the steps. He opens the door of the rental, and our eyes lock over the roof. Hold.

He taps his palm against the roof twice and smiles at me before he gets inside.

I stay on the front steps until the car disappears around the corner.

I blow out a breath, try to wipe the stupid smile off my face without success, then head inside.

Tomorrow can’t come fast enough.

He walksinto the studio just as I’m finishing up with a client, and the moment he steps inside, I’m incapable of concentrating properly on anything but him.

Him and his chestnut hair and pale green eyes. He’s dressed in a pair of jeans, a black sweater, and a black coat, and I’ve never wanted to get my hands on him more. My fingers buzz with the need to touch him. My heart beats erratically.

I wrap things up as quickly as I can and try to ignore the heated look in his eyes for my own sanity.

“Hey,” I say when he walks over to me. “What are you doing here?” I grin like a madman, heart galloping in my chest.

“I—” He takes a step closer. “—was in the neighborhood?” His smile is endearingly shy. “I didn’t want to interrupt, but Ifigured I could stop by. Maybe take you to lunch if you haven’t eaten yet? I don’t know how long you have, but there are few places nearby. I’d only steal you away for thirty minutes at the most.”

He’s rambling.

It’s cute.

I’m floating on air.

I whirl to look at Genevieve.

She raises a brow at me. “Why are you still here?” She waves us toward the door. “Go.”

I grab my phone and wallet and throw on my coat, and we head outside.

“Where do you want to go?” he asks.

“Anywhere.” I step closer and slide my hand into his.

He looks down at our linked fingers.

And kisses me.

Right there on the street.

And I don’t mind.

Because it feelsjust right.