Three’s
a Crowd
Will was staring at her. Through her
peripheral vision, she could feel the heat of his topaz gaze on her face. A
blush slowly crept up her cheeks, though she kept her eyes on her date, Leo.
What were the odds they’d wind up at the same restaurant together, even though
Katie had made it a point to choose one way
out of the way?
In her life, those odds were good. So here
they were. Katie on a date with a gorgeous man who had quite literally dropped
out of the sky mere days ago and being forced to endure the curious, heated
gaze of the handsome neighbor who’d just asked her on a date the same day Leo
appeared in her life.
There was entirely too much testosterone in
that small dining room. Leo, more observant than she cared for, stared at her,
a small smile playing on his lips. “This Will. He’s making you uncomfortable,
isn’t he?”
Katie blinked. Leo shook his head. “You are
easy to read. Do you want me to obliterate him with my laser?”
Her mouth dropped opened and a choked noise
came from it. She closed it, shook her head, and stared at him with frank
curiosity, the writer in her begging her to ask the first question, while the
human being in her begged her to ask the necessary one. The writer in her won
the battle. “Do you seriously have a laser? Because that would be awesome.”
His eyes gleamed, and she was forced to clarify
because Leo sometimes took dialogue literally. “Not awesome to obliterate
anyone in public. Just awesome to see a real live human laser.”
“So I can obliterate him later?” Leo raised
one golden eyebrow, and Katie fought to hide a smile.
“No obliteration ever.” She finally
laughed. “Especially not my neighbor. I’d be the first person the police came
to.”
He grinned. “There wouldn’t be a trace of
him left to find.”
Katie felt her smile slip. Life without her
lawn-mowing obsessed neighbor? She wasn’t sure that would do at all. She stared
at Leo for a moment, gauging whether he was serious, and breathed a sigh of
relief when he winked at her and picked up his glass of wine. His long throat
worked, and Katie felt suddenly parched. Staring at Leo was becoming a bad
habit. She couldn’t keep him, could she? And if she could, would she want to?
This whole Weird Science thing Katie was experiencing was truly…weird.
Her gaze drifted over to Will. Piercing blue
eyes met her own, and she quickly turned her head back to her date. If she made
it out here without exploding into a wet, messy chunk of unfulfilled lust, it
would be a damned miracle.
Sheryl
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