“Hello to you too, my little boo.” He’s proud of himself with that name.

“Don’t even try to sweet talk me with such a shit name,” I mumble as I’m being walked toward the car. Felisha has already walked ahead of us, I’m guessing to give us a little privacy, and is being greeted by Flynn as she slides into the back of the car.

“But I did so well, it rhymed and everything.” And the smile on his face as he is walking annoys me.

He stops in front of me a few feet from the open car door, and I can tell he wants to touch me but is trying to refrain.

“Harper, you need to learn to trust me.” I hate when he uses that voice that makes me go weak in my knees; it’s gentle but firm, and it gets me every time.

“I do, but it doesn’t mean you don’t piss me off at the same time.” I storm past him to the car and slide in, giving both Flynn and Felisha a dirty look to let them know they are in my bad books too for going along with this hijacking.

Forrest slides in beside me, and I can tell by the way his body jerks that he is trying to hold in his laughter.

“Oh, Bro, you are in big trouble. Not even I would cross a woman who looks like that.” Flynn doesn’t bother refraining himself and is laughing as he puts his arm around Felisha’s shoulder in the car.

But as soon as he makes the comment, Felisha elbows him in his side. “Don’t be a dick, Flynn.” She looks at him with a scolding face.

“Yeah, what she said.” I pout like a child, but I can’t help it.

There is so much going on in my head, but the biggest thing is that I’m letting Forrest get too close.

Living together in forced proximity is one thing, but now he is taking me for a cute romantic weekend away. That’s more than him being my regular one-night-stand man that he promised to be.

His hand rests on my thigh, and I want to push it away, but it feels too good. I’m so wound up over nothing, to be honest, but his touch is soothing.

I feel his body move toward me from the side, and his lips are near my ear. “You trust me to protect you, so trust me to take care of you in other ways. Let me help you live the life you deserve.” The whisper and the softness of the air on my ear has a shiver running up my spine as he then pulls back and starts up a conversation with his brother, as if he didn’t just say the words that could make me melt into a puddle on the floor.