Since we're only one day from release of Starting Over at Blueberry Creek, I have a little sample for you! You can read the rest of Brenna and Luke's story tomorrow!
Brenna smiled shyly, sweeping her hair back behind her ear. Something about that gesture, unsure and insecure, had Luke stepping closer.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I have no idea. I told myself that I wasn’t going to kiss you tonight,” he said, voice dropping even lower.
“Oh?” He saw the muscles of her neck constrict as she swallowed. “That’s good to know because I told myself the same thing on the way over here.” Her gaze stayed on his, her pupils large.
“So we agree. Neither of us is kissing the other,” he said.
“I’m just here to feed the kittens,” she confirmed, her words coming out a little breathlessly.
Then she leaned toward him, and he did the same until her hands went up to brace herself against his chest.
He felt his every muscle tense. “But I can't seem to remember why us kissing is a terrible idea. Give me one good reason.”
Her lips parted as she looked at him. “I’m leaving for one. And my relationship with my sister is just getting back on track. Kissing her boss could derail it.”
“That’s two reasons.” Both very good.
“What do you have?” Brenna asked.
He sighed. “You’re my neighbor. If things go south, I’ll be stuck with you next door. At least until you leave this summer.” And if they didn’t go south, she was leaving. Dating casually had never been his thing. He didn’t fall easily, but when he did, he fell hard. Looking at Brenna, that was a real possibility.
Brenna laughed humorlessly. “That’s a good reason too, I guess.”
“Yep.” His gaze flicked to her lips and then back to her eyes. Standing this close to her, he studied the different shades of brown in her irises. There was even a little bit of green poking through.
One of the kittens cried out again.
“All right,” he said, gathering his willpower and taking a step backward while he still could. “Then we agree. We’ll keep our hands and lips to ourselves.”