DaniAdrenaline surged through my body. My voice! That was my voice! A voice I hadn't heard outside my head in months! I wanted to shout in victory, yell at the top of my lungs. But instead, my knees knocked together and spots clouded my vision as Lincoln lifted me up into his arms and carried me down the stairs.I blinked my eyes as the angry, black clouds started moving in our general direction.Cold rain splattered against my face before Lincoln walked us down into a small alcove.Chilled, I couldn't stop my teeth from chattering as he set me on my feet directly in front of the penguin exhibit.It was freezing in there.But we were alone."Dani?" He cupped my face. "Are you going to pass out?" His eyebrows knit together in concern as he backed me against the wall.I could almost taste him again - wanted to - but then he'd be on to me. He'd know I wanted more of his kisses.Was it so wrong to want a kiss from someone like him? A real kiss? Not one that was forced or acted
LincolnHer voice wAS really pretty. It wasn't what I'd expected. When I'd overheard her talking on the street in front of my apartment, it had been muffled, distorted. In all the times I'd imagined her talking since then, her voice had always sounded low in my head. I don't know why, maybe because Pris's voice was low and a bit throaty?But Dani's? It was lyrical.I could listen to her talk all day.I was probably getting pneumonia from being out in the rain -the only explanation why I was staring at her mouth like I wanted to actually taste the words as she spoke them across my lips.All the wrong parts of me twitched with excitement.One in general that was making things... hard, not difficult, hard...Shit."I've never stayed overnight in Depot Bay," she offered, glancing out the window as she tied her hair back into a low bun. Her vintage shirt rose just above her hips, giving me a glimpse of her tan skin. I barely held in my whimper as I tried to adjust the way I was si
DaniHe'd finally left. Not that I wanted him gone, I just needed some time alone to process the fact that, in the last two hours, I'd said more sentences than I'd manage to accomplish in the past year.Deep breaths. That's what my therapist always said. "And when that fails, try counting to ten while envisioning yourself walking along the beach and watching the waves."Sometimes it felt like psychobabble crap.But right now? I needed something - anything - to center me. I quickly glanced out the window and started counting the waves as the tide rolled in, my hand clenching my cell phone.I felt guilty that the first time I'd talked was with a Hollywood actor who was basically paying me to get his coffee, while I couldn't say one thing around my sister or brother-in-law, or even my best friends.My brain hurt from trying to figure it out.Was this just a special one-time thing? Or was I suddenly going to be completely fine? Was it the whale? Lincoln? The kissing?Maybe that w
Lincoln"I'm impressed." Dani cleared the last dish and loaded it into the dishwasher then grabbed a rag and started wiping down the bar area. "You can actually cook.""One of my many talents." I tipped back the last remnants of my Corona and winced at the memory of how our dinner had started..."You know, you can drink beer if you want to." Dani grabbed a Pepsi and pointed at the six-pack that I'd requested before I'd actually thought about it."Nah." I waved her off.She rolled her eyes, grabbed a beer, and tossed it in my direction. "I'm seventeen, not a saint. It's not like I've never witnessed someone drink."The beer was freezing. I popped the cap and took a long sip. "Does, uh, that mean you've been to lots of parties where you get completely drunk and need your sister to drive you home?"Dani reached for her long, golden-blonde hair then pulled it back into a tight, low ponytail. "Well, back in the day, you know, when I was sixteen and still drinking milk at night an
DaniHe was kissing me.And he wasn't acting.There were no whales.Just me and Lincoln and the buzzing sensation of his mouth as it explored mine. My response should have been different.Pulling away would have been wise.Laughing it off, probably wiser.But I kissed him back.Because Lincoln Greene didn't look at me like a puzzle that needed to be solved in order for us to be friends. He didn't try to fix the pieces. He simply accepted them for what they were. Screwed up.It was as if he saw the fear, hurt, anger - the ugly - and accepted me anyway.His kiss deepened as he reached around my body; his hands tugged the seal shirt off. Cold air bit my back as it made its way to the floor.Smooth lips slid past the corner of my mouth when his hands found my waist and lifted me. Our mouths broke contact, and I grasped his biceps with my hands, steadying myself as he lifted me into the air and carried me to the bed.The soft down comforter kissed my back as he lowered me onto
LincolnThe sound of my alarm was more irritating than the fact that somehow I'd managed to sleep wrong, and my neck was currently twisted so hard to the right it hurt to breathe. Damn couch.I hissed out a curse as I wobbled to a sitting position and rubbed the back of my neck, memories of the previous night hitting me upside the head like a two by four.Dani had been so upset - maybe I should have been honest about the whole thing. Seeing her face, seeing that tattoo that I could have sworn I'd seen before - it made me pause.And that pause was long enough to allow my brain to start working. Sleeping with her after knowing her, what? A little over a week? Not a good idea. Hell, it was one of the worst ideas I'd ever had. Who cared if I'd kissed her? Who cared if I was attracted to her? She wasn't one of those girls, the type you slept with, then left in the early daylight by jumping out the window.And I was treating her that way.I was ashamed of myself.And I'd hurt her in
DaniThe minute the limo pulled up to Jaymeson's beach house, I jumped out. Lincoln tried to follow me, so I broke out into a run.He grabbed part of my shirt right before my fingers reached the door. "Dani, don't, not like this."I sighed and turned. "Look, I'm still your assistant. But you don't need me on set today. I've already texted Pris and let her know what you needed in your trailer for snacks, your laundry's been delivered, and your truck is already waiting for you at the location. I'll pick up where I left off tomorrow, but for right now, can I please just have the day off to think? Or are you going to make me go to work with you? Especially after that picture's been blasted all over the Internet."Linc's face fell. "Fine." He released my shirt. "But, for the record you don't have to call ahead and do all of that.""It's my job," I said in a hollow voice. "Unless you're firing me?""No." His answer was quick. Even wearing that stupid whale shirt, he still looked gorg
Lincoln"Cut!" Jay shouted for the five hundredth time. "Look, Lincoln, you're supposed to be trying to maul the girl. This isn't your first kiss. You aren't asking for permission. What the hell is wrong with you?"Several things. One being that we were shooting a bedroom scene, and I was with Dani's sister. It felt so incredibly wrong.I'd never struggled with acting.Not until now."Head in the game," Jay snapped. "Some of us want to go home for dinner tonight.""Sorry, Jay." I shook my head, clearing my thoughts yet again as the scene was slated.Pris was in her bra and underwear. I was supposed to pick her up, slam her against the wall, then try to seduce her, and then bail.Ha.They do say that the truth is stranger than fiction. What are the odds that they'd changed my schedule again, and I had to film this scene right after my issue with Dani?With a deep breath, I focused on pushing away every thought of last night, keeping only one.The hungry look Dani had given