When August Ends(43)

“Jared said to wear something nice, so I figured I’d go all out. I didn’t think we were going anywhere dressy until he said that.”

“What else would you expect from a Harvard boy?” She narrowed her eyes as she took a look at my face. “Is everything okay? Are you feeling weird about the offer on the house?”

Actually, all I could think about today was Noah.

“Can I tell you something in confidence?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“It’s about Noah.”

She nodded. “I should’ve known.”

“Should’ve known what?”

“That something was up there.”

“Nothing is actually up there. I mean, not really—other than in my head.”

“You have feelings for him. I could have told you that.”

“So, it’s obvious, then?”

“I picked up on something the night of your party at Tito’s.”

“You did?”

“Oh, yeah. I just couldn’t figure out if it was my imagination or if it was real. Like, I wanted it to be real, you know? You two are both insanely attractive people, and even though he’s older, I don’t think that’s a big deal. You’d make a great couple. He’s clearly very fond of you. I can tell from the way he looks at you. And the way he treats you.”

“He’s fond of me…but not in that way.”

“You know that for a fact?”

“When he first moved in, he treated me like a kid. I think now that he’s gotten to know me, he doesn’t see me as so young anymore. I’ve earned his respect. But he still says nothing can happen between us. Although…lately, I’ve been feeling a shift. I’m getting this vibe I didn’t get in the beginning. I’ve been feeling like maybe he does like me as more than a friend, but he’s afraid to do anything. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking. Anyway, it’s a moot point. He wouldn’t try anything, even if he did feel something for me. He’s been the biggest supporter of my going away to school, and he wouldn’t do anything to interfere with that.”

She bit the corner of her mouth. “But you wish he would…interfere.”

“I can’t seem to shake these feelings for him no matter how hard I try. Regardless of what’s about to happen in my life, I just…want him. And the feeling is getting worse the closer we come to the end of his time here.”

“Wow. How come you didn’t talk to me about this before?”

“I’ve been hoping to get over it.”

“Thus, the date with Jared.”

“Well, yeah, I mean, Jared’s a great guy. But Noah…Noah takes my breath away—always has from almost the very beginning. Now that I’ve gotten to know him, it feels so much stronger than physical attraction. We undoubtedly have a connection. I’ve come to depend on him, to trust him. I’m just…really gonna miss him.”

Chrissy offered a sympathetic smile. “If something is meant to happen there, it will. If not now, then maybe someday.”

“Like what do you mean? Years down the line?”

“Sure, why not? Maybe you go away to school, get settled in your career, and reconnect with him somehow when the time is right. You don’t know what life has in store.”

“Or he could be married with kids by then.”

“Well, that’s true.” She seemed at a loss for what to say. “Have you hinted at how you feel?”

“I’ve more than hinted. I flat-out told him I was attracted to him a while back. He shot me down. So there’s that.”

“Ouch. You did?”

“Yeah, shortly after he moved in. I vowed that would be it. I’ll never make the first move again. I haven’t dropped any more hints, aside from not-so-accidentally dropping my panties in his laundry. Other than that, I haven’t done anything else.”

“Holy crap. You didn’t…”

I put on my earrings. “I did. And he hasn’t even acknowledged it. It’s the most bizarre thing. It’s like my undies disappeared into the Bermuda Triangle.”

“Wow.” She laughed. “That’s so nuts.”

“Anyway…I just have to get over this.”

“Trust in fate. What’s meant to happen will. In the meantime, have some fun with Jared. You deserve it.”

***

As much as I appreciated Chrissy’s advice about enjoying my date with Jared, deep down, I knew who I had really dressed up for tonight. As I walked over to the boathouse, my heart thundered in my chest.

I’d told Noah I would stop in before my date. As I knocked on the door, I took a deep breath in, then exhaled.

I knocked a second time.

He wasn’t home.

Feeling disappointed, I wondered if I wouldn’t get to see him before I left.

Then his deep voice vibrated through me. “Quit knockin’. I’m not buyin’ what you’re sellin’.”

I turned around. “You scared me.”

My nipples stiffened at the sight of him. Noah had grease on his face and his T-shirt. A shimmer of sweat glistened over his forehead. He was dirty, but for some reason he’d never looked hotter to me. And my body’s immediate reaction never ceased to amaze me.