Unravelled (Revealed #2) by Alice Raine Read Free Book Online Page B

strange on so many levels. For one thing, he was famous, but instead of being on a television he was standing in front of me large as life. Secondly, he was touching me. Not only was I allowing it, but it wasn’t freaking me out, and finally my body was reacting to a man in ways that I hadn’t experienced for a long time. A very, very long time.
    Talk about messing with my head.
    Trying to shake off the peculiar feelings swirling in my stomach, I swallowed and dragged up my usual sensible side with significant difficulty. ‘Ah, always prepared? You must have been in the Scouts,’ I quipped lightly, relieved that I at least sounded calmer than my thundering heart and churning stomach indicated.
    ‘Actually, Scouts was on the same night as drama club and I chose to go to the latter … much to the disappointment of my father,’ Jack commented casually before glancing up at me. ‘My dad was quite old-fashioned. He believed that Scouts was for boys and drama was for girls, and thought that by choosing drama club I was attempting to discreetly tell him I was gay.’
    Jack upped his half smile to a grin, and in response I became slightly light-headed. Wow … when it was turned up to full power, his smile really was something else. Like a 4D, surround sound, all-singing, all-dancing, out-of-body experience. I'd seen it enough times on television, but in the flesh it really was quite breath-taking.
    I knew he was still talking to me, but I was finding myself rather distracted by his smile and the way the corners of his eyes crinkled so appealingly.
    ‘I’m not, by the way,’ Jack added as he carefully peeled the paper back from the plaster. I didn’t understand, and started to panic that maybe he had said something important I had completely missed while I was lost in my ridiculous swoon. Pocketing the papers from the plaster, he glanced up with his captivating eyes again.
    ‘Gay. I’m not gay,’ he clarified with another grin. Actually, the reason I chose drama club was because I fancied Miss Bright something rotten … now that woman had great legs …’ He grinned wickedly at me, and I was horrified to feel my heart react by attempting to kick its way out of my rib cage like a wild kangaroo. ‘That plus my interest in acting, of course,’ he added with a charming quirk of his eyebrows.
    Struggling not to sigh out loud like a pathetic teenager, it suddenly occurred to me that Jack might be mildly flirting with me. The warm glances, smiles, and attention seemed to imply so, or perhaps he was always this friendly and charming with everyone he met (and collided with) while running in the park.
    As I gazed down at him, I felt that peculiar feeling niggling at my stomach again; a heavy, warm sensation, making me suddenly acutely aware of a growing dampness between my legs. A flush bloomed on my already heated cheeks as I just about died from embarrassment. Bloody hell, I was actually aroused – and all he was doing was touching my arm.
    What the heck was going on? I’d shut myself down so strictly since Greg that I literally couldn’t remember the last time I had felt properly sexually attracted to anyone, but long-forgotten emotions were now flooding my system and making it abundantly clear that that was definitely what I felt.
    Shaking my head, I blinked wildly. I’d never reacted to a man like this, not even with Greg at the start when he’d been a total charmer and seemingly lovely. As Jack continued to clean my elbow with a tissue, I made a huge effort to shake it off, and instead of focusing on the chemical reaction happening in my body I drew in several long breaths and stared intently at the beautiful park until my composure began to settle again.
    Finally feeling in control enough to risk a glance at Jack, I looked down at the top of his head where he was still tending to my arm. I was standing there like an idiot staring at the parting in his hair when Jack glanced up and caught me looking at him.