Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2) - Page 109

“Candy—”

“You misheard, by the way. That wasn’t what I said at all. About the riding stuff.”

“No?” That damn brow is still playing hide-and-seek in his hair.

“No. And besides, it was an expression. Like, well, knock me over with a feather. Ride me into the sunset.”

His mouth twitches like he’s trying very hard not to laugh.

You’d better not, you awesome piece of man-candy. Go and leave me in my misery.

He doesn’t call me out on my bullshit, and that’s wise because I’m a second away from throwing a book at him and bolting.

My book throwing aim is pretty lethal. I practice all the time with books that piss me off. My walls have dents from where I throw them repeatedly when I’m in the mood.

“So,” I say brightly when he doesn’t move from the spot, smirking at me. “If that would be all…”

“You know, you’re cute when you’re flustered,” he says, and my mouth drops open. “And mad.”

“What?”

His baby blues do a slow once-over, his gaze sliding from my face to my boobs to my legs. “With those glasses, and if you wore a mini skirt and heels… You’d totally fit my librarian fantasy.”

Now the flush is spreading down my body. My breasts are tingling, and in the land down under, there’s a fire burning.

Joel Kingsley is checking me out. And he has a librarian fantasy. Jeez.

I open my mouth to say something so stupid and embarrassing I’ll never live it down, when his phone dings, and he whips it out of his pocket to check his messages, his brow furrowing.

“Oh fuck, sorry,” he mutters, “gotta go.”

And that’s it, ladies and gentlemen. Playtime is over.

Clutching the history book against his side and murmuring a thanks, vaguely directed at me, Joel Kingsley turns in the direction of the register.

He just goes.

After checking me over and tricking me into thinking he finds me pretty.

Who? Me, with my nerdy glasses and nerdy leggings and nerdy hobbies.

Donna’s already at the register. She rings up the book, and he tells her something I can’t hear, too busy pretending to be rearranging the books on the shelf.

Then he’s gone.

***

Donna’s shrewd gaze follows Joel as he leaves without a backward glance, broad shoulders stiff and back rigid.

The door chimes echo in the empty shop.

“Now spill,” she finally says. “What happened? Why did he look like his cat ran away to join a dog kennel?”

I honestly wish I knew. Wish I knew who called him, what was said to make him react like that.

“So this is Obi-One, huh?” Donna puffs out a breath. “He sure is hot.”

“J-One.”

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