Falling for Fallon (Oak Hill 2)

My heart was beating in my chest for Emmett.

“Where you at, kids? The police are on their way!”

Emmett broke away from me, and his blue eyes widened. “Shit. We gotta go.”

I nodded my head slowly, still fazed by the moment, as Emmett helped pull me to my feet. “Can you walk? Are you okay?”

“Ye… yeah. I… I think so. Let’s go,” I stuttered, still holding on to his hand.

“Let’s go slow. Running will only make more noise. And walk behind me; I don’t want you to get hurt again.”

I wasn’t sure why, but my eyes actually started to well up. Did he care about me? Like, really care? All of a sudden, things between us didn’t feel… light. Things weren’t fun, or flirty, or even new. Something felt different.

Maybe I was just different.

Maybe I was just truly falling for him now.

Before I could gather my thoughts, Emmett and I were at the clearing of the hayfield. I hadn’t heard the bunny-loving man with the shotgun again since right after I’d fallen, which was a good sign.

I’d never been happier to see my car sitting on a gravel bend in the road.

I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Well, that was… interesting.”

Emmett laughed. “It was fun, right? Except for your leg. Are you sure you’re okay? Let me see it again.” Emmett stopped right before we’d gotten to my car and bent down.

I could feel his warm breath on the little bit of skin that was showing, and then his hands touched my leg delicately. It sent jitters all the way to my heart. I gulped and shifted on my one foot, eagerly trying to get myself under control. But then Emmett peered up at me, those dark eyes and sharp jaw only pulling me in further.

I could feel the words on the tip of my tongue. I knew what I wanted to say. What my heart wanted me to say. I was falling for him. I really was.

This wasn’t just fun and games anymore.

I was marrying another man, and here I was, running around with Emmett at all hours of the night, feeling my heart go into sync with his.

My mouth opened to say something—anything, really—but then my head snapped up to the sound of a car coming down the road. Gravel was flying in several different directions, bouncing into the hayfield.

“Uh…” I murmured, and then that was when the blue and red lights appeared in front of my face. My heart sank to the muddy ground.

“Emmett! The cops!” OH MY GOD.

“Nice observation, Fallon.” Emmett snickered as he stood up.

“Stop joking!” I cried, still clutching the plain-as-day evidence in my hand. “We’re going to go to jail!”

Emmett ro

lled his eyes as a small laugh escaped his mouth. “Just let me handle this, okay? I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“I’m literally just as guilty as you are! What if we go to jail?!”

Emmett spun around and placed his hands on my shoulders, grounding me. “Fallon.” He looked into my eyes intensely. “Do you trust me?”

I didn’t even bat an eyelash. “Yes.”

He smiled, that surprise dimple popping out. “Then relax. Act natural.”

I breathed out of my mouth and nodded my head slowly. “Relax. Okay. I can do that.” I leaned back nonchalantly on my car, kicking one leg up behind me. I totally look chill right now. Right?

I watched as Emmett started to walk over to the police car. I started to sweat, albeit still trying to act relaxed, while I watched the tall police officer exit his car with the lights still flickering their red and blue hues down the empty, gravel road.