Finding Peace (Finding Series Book 1) by K. J. Love Read Free Book Online Page B

this. Tessa is now biting her lip, trying to keep me from seeing that she is smiling.
    “Wow! That look he just gave you. Girl, I think I might faint.”
    I whip my head around to look at her. “Really Tessa? You’re not helping.”
    “I’m just saying. That was hot.”
    Oh no! He is coming this way. This can’t happen. I won’t let myself get mixed up with this guy. He stands a few feet from me and then abruptly turns and heads for the juke box.
    “What do you think he is doing?”
    “Giving up, I hope.” I truly doubt that is the case though.
    “Guys like him don’t give up till they get what they want and I’m pretty sure you are what he wants.” Tessa is determined to get me to give in to this guy.
    “Well, he can do whatever he likes I’m not falling for it. He thinks he’s God’s gift or something. I don’t like cocky men. And this one has, Alpha cocky male, written all over him.”
    “Uh-huh, you keep telling yourself that because I’m pretty sure you aren’t going to be able to fight him off for long. Heck, why would you want to?”
    “Sometimes, I wonder why we are even friends.” She laughs and I narrow my eyes at her.
    “Oh great. He’s headed back this way. Do you recognize the song that’s playing?”
    She smiles at me and I feel like all the wind has been knocked out of me. He is coming back over here.
    “I recognize it.” She says. “It’s your favorite song. Go figure.”
    I look at her with my mouth hanging open. Amazed that she is not helping me out at all. It’s like she is rooting for him to get his way. I grit my teeth and turn to the guy that is walking my way. I’m staring at him because it seems that is all I can do tonight.
    What is he doing? Blake leans in close to me and I can smell his cologne. It’s intoxicating. I close my eyes at his close proximity.  My legs feel like jelly. I’m hoping I don’t fall to the floor. That would be really embarrassing and I hate being embarrassed.
    He whispers into my ear. “Just remember, you’re forcing me to do this.”
    “What? Do what?” He didn’t hear me. He just jumped up on the pool table. Oh no! No, no, no! This can’t be happening. He’s singing to me. Somebody make him stop. He’s actually singing my favorite song to me. Random people are making comments, laughing, and staring at us.
    “Check him out!”
    “Blake is crazy!”
    “Woo hoo!”
    They are cheering him on. And all I want to do is crawl under the pool table he's standing on. Dropping my head, I bury my face into my hands, wishing I could disappear. He stops singing and squats down on the pool table. 
    “Are you going to talk to me?”
    I shake my head no.
    “Okay. I’ll just keep singing then.” He starts to stand back up.
    I wave my hands and say, “No! No more. Please.”
    “So you’ll talk to me? I just want to talk to you.”
    I look up and make eye contact with him, then take in a deep breath and let it out.
    “Yes, just talk. If you’ll get down and stop singing. I’ll talk to you.”
    “Okay.”
    He jumps down and extends his hand to me. Looking at it, I fear touching him will be my undoing. With a shaky hand, I place mine in his larger, rougher one. My lungs forget how to pump air in and out of my body. As my body begins to tremble from such a small touch, I try to compose myself.
    “Hi, I’m Blake McGinnis and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
    What is it with this guy? Why is my body reacting this way? Somehow, I'm able to find my voice, praying it's not as shaky as I feel.
    “Hi. My name is Kayla and I’m not so sure it’s a pleasure to meet you yet. You just completely embarrassed me.”
    He shrugs and tilts his head. “You kind of forced me to take drastic measures.”
    Smiling at him, he's so full of himself and in some strange way it works for him. The problem, I'm beginning to notice, is he knows it does
    “You want to go somewhere to talk?”
    “I’m not leaving with you. I don’t know you.” I say as I