Just You. Jane Lark
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Название: Just You
Автор: Jane Lark
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9780007562237
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I glanced down at him. “Nothing.” I kept my hand on his shoulder, so he couldn’t run off and get anywhere near the car.
Something was said to Jake, but as far as I could tell, he didn’t answer, just ignored them and kept walking. Good boy.
The car pulled away speeding up, and then the wheels screeched as the back window got wound up, and it accelerated away up the street.
This was our walk to and from school. It was like stepping through a field of landmines. We regularly past burned out cars some kids had crashed joy riding the night before, then torched. As well as kids standing on street corners with their hands inside their jackets or their jeans, like they had a knife to flick at you any moment… They just wanted us to be scared.
I wasn’t scared for me. I was beyond the reach of gangs. I had my education. I had my job. And I had a decent life. And, yeah, I stood out in this neighborhood like a beacon, ‘cause going to college had made me speak different and act different, but I kept my head down and my nose out of the gangs business and they left me alone.
But my brothers… It was my brothers I worried over.
Jake’s movement was a little stiffer and his stride a little longer. He was trying not to give away a single sign he had been rattled by whoever had been in that car, but he had been rattled.
I’d tell Robin and get Robin to ask him what was said. If I asked Jake, he wouldn’t answer. But then if I told Robin Jake would know the question had come from me anyway… Maybe I just had to leave it and trust him. He’d probably been just as scared as I was that the barrel of a gun was gonna come out of that rolled down window.
Portia
When Justin walked into the office my gaze got stuck on him. I had been looking at the door waiting for him to walk through it. I smiled, my cheeks heating as he caught my gaze and smiled too.
When he smiled he was actually pretty good-looking. I liked his smile. I liked his relaxed way of moving too. Justin was the antidote to me. He was soooo laid back he was horizontal, and he had New York swagger. Justin was the polar opposite of my last boyfriend Daniel. Daniel had been rich, upper-class and up-himself.
I realized I hadn’t looked away. I’d been staring at Justin, watching him walk along the office, probably with a dumb besotted look on my face. The more I looked at him, the more I liked the look of him, and of course in my subconscious, memories of a certain New Year’s Eve night in a pool still hovered. My opinions about Justin were shifting at a rapid pace.
When he got nearer, I turned to look at my screen, that was still a spinning wheel, with a message saying ‘Welcome.’
His fingers touched my neck, they skimmed over my skin, a light slide of his fingertips along the inside of the collar of my blouse. I shivered, and the sensation ripped right through my middle to my belly, making me ache between the legs.
Heat burned my cheeks. I picked up my cell, feeling the need to say something to him. Anything…
‘Did you have a good night?’ I sent the text and heard his cell buzzing in his back pocket as he hung up his coat.
He didn’t reply straight off, but he took his cell out just before he sat down, then smiled over at me, nodded a little and winked.
Shit. Even that stupid little gesture flipped my belly.
‘I did. Did you spot any more dumb dressed up dogs in the park? I fancy something to laugh at.’
‘:-) Sorry, no.’
‘:-) No matter then, but if you think of anything to make me laugh…’
‘I’ll text you :D’
‘Yeah.’
Why did it feel so good talking to him? I had this warm sensation in my belly.
Probably because I was sad––in the pathetic sense of the word––and I was heading toward becoming one of those old women with a cluttered house and a hundred cats. I was friendless and lonely. Yeah, I had Becky and Crystal at work, but we didn’t get together much outside work. We were not BFFs, we were just girls who got on okay in the office. I didn’t even know if they really liked me…
Whatever, I’d been on my own for a year, I could cope with being on my own.
‘What are you thinking about?’
I looked up and saw Justin standing, diagonally to me, on the other side of our block of desks. He lifted his phone a little. Probably to tell me to answer.
I smiled, then looked down to text.
‘My boring day in the office.’
‘:-) Cool as long as there is nothing wrong.’
‘There’s nothing wrong.’
The guy had a sweet streak. How come I had never seen that before? I’d watched him befriend the new starter, Jason, back in the summer, and while Becky, Crystal and I were on good terms, he and Jason had been really thick… Like always talking…
He went over to the kitchen, probably to get a coffee. I watched him again. I loved the way he walked. Was that a crazy thing? To like the way a guy walked…
Watching how he walked had the quivering feeling tickling in my belly too.
‘Do you want a coffee?’
He texted me. I couldn’t see him. He was in the kitchen.
‘Yeah, thank you.’
‘It’ll be with you in a moment. Ma’am.’
‘Fool.’
‘:D Just thought it might make you laugh.’
My lips lifted in a closed lip smile and a chuckle of amusement tickled in my throat. I really liked him now. How come that had happened?
Justin
I set Portia’s coffee down on her desk. It was the fourth day I’d made her coffee. She looked up at me, giving me one of those tight-lipped smiles of hers that implied she still knew I was way beneath her on the social ladder but she was thinking about letting me climb up the rungs a little. I went back to the kitchen for Becky’s and Crystal’s coffee.
I had started making them all drinks, so it didn’t stand out that I made Portia one. They thought it was my New Year’s resolution; to suck up and make them coffee. ‘Course they hadn’t actually picked up on the fact that I always gave Portia hers first. ‘Cause she СКАЧАТЬ