That Thing You Do (Crystal Lake 2)

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“No one said anything to me about the float.”

Was he really giving her attitude? “Why should they? Pretty sure they expected you to join in like always. We’re all on board. Zach and Jessica. Stu and his wife. The guys and their girlfriends.”

“So it’s all couples.”

“Pretty much,” she replied in a clipped tone.

“And you’re with Kyle.”

“I’m with Kyle.”

“What about the vet clinic? Do you close up shop?”

“Dad’s retired, but he covers us in the clinic every now and again if we need it.” Molly shrugged. “Well, he’s semiretired. He teaches hot yoga.”

Nate nearly choked.

“And regular yoga too, except his regular yoga involves goats. Mom says he’s really flexible.”

“I didn’t need to know that.”

A heartbeat passed between them, and Molly was not only out of breath, she felt strangely exhilarated, and that couldn’t be good, not where Nate was concerned.

“You two haven’t changed at all.” Samuel Jacob laughed. “It’s still hard to get a word in edgewise. But you’ll have to excuse us for a minute. Your grandmother wants me to check on something in the house.”

Nate’s father followed Hazel and the puppy up the steps, and they disappeared inside, leaving Molly alone with a man who had turned way too intense. She didn’t like the way he was looking at her. It made her nervous.

“So. You and Kyle. What’s that about?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, trying to think of a successful way to change the subject.

“It can’t be serious.” Something in the tone of his voice got her back up, and she bristled. Did he think she couldn’t get a guy like Kyle? A tall, good-looking man who could pretty much have any woman he wanted? Actually, he probably had but that was an entirely different conversation.

“Define serious,” she replied, sticking out her chin and crossing her arms over her chest.

For a few seconds, Nate went silent, though his eyes never left hers. “Are you sleeping with him?”

Holy. Mother. Of. God.

“You did not just ask me that question.” Anger made Molly’s voice shake a bit, which only made her angrier.

“Yeah,” he said taking a step closer. “I did.”

“I’m not going to answer that.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s none of your business.”

He was closer now. So close she could see flecks of gold in his dark eyes, which held hers hostage longer than she liked, and then dropped lower to her heaving chest. When he raised them again, they’d flattened, and an unfamiliar expression clouded his features. It put her on edge, and her jaw clamped so tight, pain spread up the side of her face.

“I think you’re not answering the question because you’re not sleeping with him.”

“Think what you like. It’s still none of your business.”