Free Falling for Trouble by Jenika Snow Page A

smiled and walked toward him. The sweets scent of pears and berries
surrounded her. He inhaled deeply, knowing that scent anywhere.
    “You’re
wearing pear berry.” She was close to him, so close that her bare arm brushed
against his hand. Her cheeks turned slightly pink from his comment, and Abe
wanted to believe he rattled her in a good way.
    “Yeah.”
Her voice was low, and when she turned to look up at him, his heart jumped into
his throat. “It’s my favorite, and you got it for me.”
    His
heart worked double time from her words. He had gotten her the perfume for her
birthday last year. The scent had reminded him of her, and when she wore
it…fuck, it did things to him.
    Inappropriate
thoughts slammed into him, images of her spread out on the table as he pulled
her sweats down her thighs and feasted on her. There was no doubt she tasted
just as sweet as she smelled. He held out a chocolate glazed doughnut to her,
needing to be doing something with his hands so he didn’t grab her and pull her
toward him. She sighed in bliss and he imagined her making that sound during
sex. His fucking cock grew harder, the damn thing.
    “You
always know a girl’s sweet spot.” Her cheeks turned pink again and she glanced
away. “Sorry. That came out wrong.” He could tell she was nervous and a part of
him was happy, but also confused. Her nervousness might possibly mean she felt
something for him.
    They
sat at the table and each polished off two doughnuts and their coffee. There
were so many things he wanted to say to her. In fact, that was why he had come
here, to tell her. He looked down at the table and traced the grain of the wood
with his eyes.
    “Are
you okay, Abe?”
    Looking
up at her, he opened his mouth to tell her everything that was in his heart,
but her phone started ringing. She gave him a sympathetic look and held up her
finger for him to hold on.
    “Hey,
Hunter.”
    Abe’s
jaw cracked at the sound of her happy greeting. The fact that she was grinning
and sounded so damn euphoric to hear from her boss confirmed that Hunter was
the guy she had gone out with yesterday.
    Had
he already lost her without ever getting the chance to tell her how he felt?
    Abe
didn’t miss how she glanced over at him more than once. He lifted his hand in a
wave and pointed to the front door. No way did he want to hang around and
listen to her conversation. The look she gave him had his steps faltering, but
no, he needed to get the hell out of there. He shut the door behind him and
shoved his hands in the front pockets of his worn jeans. Head low and thoughts
all over the place, he walked quickly to his bike. He mounted it and because he
was a glutton for pain, he cast his eyes to her kitchen window. There she was,
standing right on the other side of that glass, watching him. A strange look
crossed her face, but he didn’t let himself think too much about it. She lifted
her hand in a small wave, and he nodded in acknowledgement before he cranked
the engine and rode away.
    ****
    Sophia
watched Abe ride off. Seeing him on her doorstop at the ass crack of dawn
almost sent her into cardiac arrest. She couldn’t remember a time when he had
made the effort like he had that morning. It might have only been doughnuts and
coffee, but the point was he was making a change. It was getting hard to keep
up the wall she had erected around her heart. Seeing the change in him did
things to her, but also had her wondering why he was suddenly making a complete
change with his life.
    When
he had mentioned how good she smelled, her whole body threatened to melt into a
warm, gooey puddle right on the floor. She always wore pear berry, not just
because Abe bought it for her, but because it reminded her of him and the
things he did to make her happy, whether he realized it or not.
    When
Hunter had called she had been genuinely happy to hear from him. Their date had
been great. He was easy to talk to and she felt comfortable around him. The
thing was,