Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“What the hell, Cooper?” Luca asks from the corner of the room. He’s surrounded by about a million pieces of wood and tools.
“Looks like the only breaking and entering in this town is being done by the sheriff,” Juno says from the other side of the room.
She looks ten shades of pissed off, and suddenly the images of the two of them I’d conjured in my mind dissolve into nothing.
“I…um…” I stand there wondering how the fuck I got myself back in this same spot, but Luca only looks relieved as he stands up.
“It’s about time.” He hands me the screwdriver, and I take it dumbly. “See ya later, Juno.”
He goes to walk out, and she looks between us. “Wait, where are you going?”
“I don’t know how to build any of that stuff, but Cooper’s a pro.” He pats me on the back as he goes to the door and looks back. “Oh, and I got you the parmesan wings.” He winks at me before he closes the door behind me and leaves Juno and me alone in her apartment.
“That sneaky bastard,” she hisses as she stomps over to the pizza.
“What just happened?” I ask, looking over my shoulder and then down at the screwdriver.
“He baited you into coming over and putting together my furniture.” She holds out a plate of food with a scowl on her face. “Are you staying or not?”
Seeing all the boxes everywhere and the furniture in pieces, I scowl. “You really haven’t even put your bed together?”
“This pizza doesn’t come with a side of judgment.”
“Wanna bet?” She tries to scowl back, but I see the edges of her lips fighting a smile.
I walk over to where Luca was sitting and try to make sense of the mess he’s made. I’m quiet as I read over the instructions and see he was putting together the headboard. Why is it in so many pieces?
As I begin to assemble, a plate of food appears next to me along with a beer. When I look up to say thank you, Juno’s already in the kitchen unpacking a box. She looks like she’s trying to keep herself busy as she moves boxes from one place to another and then unpacks and repacks the same thing twice.
I work quietly and eat as I build, and pretty soon I’ve got her headboard together. Not long after that, the frame is complete and I stand up to move it. “Where do you want it?”
“Um, by the window.” She points, and I shake my head.
“No.”
“What do you mean, no? It’s my bed, Cooper.”
“The windows aren’t insulated; you’ll get cold.”
She opens her mouth to argue and then hesitates. After thinking it over, she points to the other side of the bedroom. “Over there then.”
I move it where she points and then pick the mattress up and place it on the frame. There’s clean bedding next to it, and I grab the fitted sheet.
“I can do that.” She tries to take it from me, but I hold on to it.
“So can I.”
“Fine, then let me help,” she snaps. She goes to the other side of the mattress and tucks in her corner.
“This is a small bed,” I say, looking at her and then down at the space between us.
“Not everyone in town is as big as you.” She says the words then presses her lips tightly together like she regrets saying it.
I smirk as I grab the top sheet and we get to work on it. “Been picturing me in it?”
Now it’s my turn to regret the words I’ve laid out, and instead of saying anything else, I grab the comforter.
“You made it perfectly clear you didn’t want to be anywhere near my bed.”
She walks out of the bedroom, but the space is so small she has nowhere else to go.
“Juno,” I say, following behind her.
“Why are you here, Cooper?” She turns, and I see hurt lingering there. Fuck, I want to pull her into my arms and kiss her until it’s gone. “Answer me. Was the thought of Luca fucking me so infuriating that you had to barge in here and make him stop?”
“That’s enough.” I step forward in her space, hating the fact that she’s even thinking about it.
“Why, Cooper?”
“Because I can’t stop!” I shout, and it’s too loud for the small apartment.
“I’ve given you every opportunity to have me, and every time you’ve made it abundantly clear that it’s never going to happen. Stop getting in the way of my life if you’re so desperate to be out of it.”
It’s like we’re back in my kitchen all those months ago. She’s looking at me with those big brown eyes, and my body has disengaged from my mind. Without a thought, I close the distance between us and pick her up at the same time I crush my lips to hers.