Find You in the Dark

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Book: Find You in the Dark by A. Meredith Walters - Find You in the Dark 01 - Find You in the Dark Read Free Book Online
Authors: A. Meredith Walters - Find You in the Dark 01 - Find You in the Dark
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Young Adult
gorgeous creature I had ever seen and wanted to have his babies.  That might be a little much.  So I gave him the next true statement that came to mind.
      “ I would like to be your friend.  If that's all right.” 
      Clay looked at me strangely.  I couldn't read his expression at all and he stood quietly for a moment, studying me.  “Yeah.  That would be cool.”  He said after a few minutes.  I smiled tentatively at him and he returned my smile with one of his own. 
      After following him around the back of the store for another fifteen minutes, engaging in casual chit chat, I finally got up the nerve to ask him the question I really wanted answered.  “So when do you get off work?  Do you want to go grab a cup of coffee or something?”  I braced myself for his rejection.  I was being really ballsy today. 
      Clayton looked up at the clock on the wall.  “Actually I'm not technically working today.  I just came in to help Tilly with stocking the shelves.”  Clay indicated the twenty something girl who manned the cash register.  The girl looked up when she heard her name.  She was pretty, in that hippie sort of way, with long red hair and a colorful gypsy skirt. 
      I tried not to get eaten alive with jealousy when she gave Clay a full toothed smile that clearly said she liked him saying her name.  “Tilly, I'm gonna take off now.  You cool?”  He asked, walking behind her to grab his jacket.  Tilly flicked her hair over her shoulder and straightened her loose blouse that was covered in tiny bells.  “Sure, Clay.  You going to be in tomorrow?”  She asked with barely concealed hope in her voice.  Clayton bestowed a beautiful smile on her and the jealousy raged wildly in my stomach.  I wanted that smile directed at me, damn it!
      “ Nope, I'm off until Tuesday.”  Tilly's smile fell.  “Oh, well I guess I'll see you next week.”  She said with disappointment.  She finally looked at me and I could see jealousy flash in her eyes when she realized Clayton was leaving with me.  Take that bitch!  I thought unkindly.  Wow, where did this harpy come from?  I was becoming a jealous shrew and he wasn't even my boyfriend. 
      Clay gave Tilly a final wave and ushered me through the door of the shop.  Once we were outside, I took off my fleece and tied it around my waist.  The sun had come out and it had warmed up since I had been inside.  We stood on the sidewalk looking at each other.  “So, coffee?”  Clay asked.  I nodded.  “Yeah, let's do that.  There's a great place down the street.  They have the best biscotti.”  I suggested.  Clay rubbed his stomach.  “Mmmm.  Biscotti.  My favorite.”  He licked his lips and I suppressed a groan.  This guy was going to kill me.
      As we walked down the sidewalk, not saying much, my heart beat a mile a minute and my palms were sweaty. I discretely wiped them on my blue jeans.  Clayton made me feel nervous and giddy all at once.  I liked it.
      When we got to the coffee shop we both headed for the back.  It was dimly lit with an overstuffed couch, and it felt cozy and intimate.  “What would you like?” I asked him.  Clay shook his head.  “No way, I'll get this.  You just grab us a seat.”  I thrilled at his words.  He was buying me coffee!  It almost felt like a date. 
      I was proud of how steady my voice was when I gave him my usual order of a grande mocha latte with extra whipped cream and a slice of vanilla biscotti.  I watched Clay walk to the counter and couldn't take my eyes away from his massive shoulders.  He really was a big guy.  He could easily have been mistaken for a football player or something.  I also noticed the way others watched him, as though they were just as aware of how special he was.  His shoulders were less slouched today and he was carrying himself with a bit more confidence than I saw at school. 
      He returned a short time later with my order.  “I see

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