Chapter 39

An obnoxious driver cut me off once we were moving, and I cursed like the man could hear me, successfully derailing the conversation at hand...even if it was unintentional. Collier laughed at my outburst and started chatting about different cars we'd seen. The tension I was afraid would consume us washed away as quickly as I'd been cut off. As he yammered on about anything that crossed his mind, my thoughts wavered between the Collier I knew as Beck's brother and the one I found myself increasingly attracted to. He was fast becoming a friend I wasn't willing to sacrifice to the dating game, but I worried about my ability to set those feelings aside in favor of something platonic. I'd never had a male friend and hadn't wanted any, but the more thought I put into this, the more tense I became.

"Giselle?"

We'd stopped in front of my house, and Collier leaned into the car while standing in the driveway. I remained lost in thought until he said my name louder.