Free Nic's Devotion: An Endless Series: Book One by Sara Hess

head.
Stuffing the cap in my purse I splashed my face with some cold water and then
patted it dry. Unfastening my braid I ran my fingers through it to comb it out
and then braided it again, but not as tight. Ice blue eyes stared back at me
from the mirror, eyes the same as my…
         I averted my gaze swiftly and took a deep breath. Not
going to go there. It was in the past.
         Leaving the bathroom I walked back to the table, but
faltered to a stop because there was a blonde girl leaning against the edge of
the table her back to me talking to Nic. I watched in disquiet as the girl bent
towards him touching his arm…my gut clenched uncomfortably…but then Nic leaned
back almost immediately and the girls hand fell away diffusing the discomfort.
I continued to stand there unsure of what to do. Should I interrupt?
         Nic’s gaze drifted my way and seeing me he smiled
waving me over. I forced my feet to move forward. The girl turned her head to
see who he was waving to and I felt an unexpected pinch in my chest at how
pretty she was.
         I stopped at the edge of the booth uncertain of whether
I should slide in or not. The girl was giving me a death glare.
         “Sit down, Carrie.” Nic motioned for me to sit down.
Clutching my purse and coat to my stomach I slid into the booth. He looked back
at the blonde. “Uhm…Missy was it?”
         The blonde girl switched her gaze back to Nic, an adoring
look upon her face. “Yes.” She leaned forward with her hands on the table and
the action pushed her breasts together to where they bunched up over her low
cut shirt. My eyes widened at the display and I looked at Nic to see his
reaction.
         However, he wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at
me, and my heart lightened that he wasn’t ogling the girls so obvious charms.
“Carrie and I were going to have some lunch so could you please excuse us.”
         I couldn’t draw my gaze from Nic’s to see what Missy’s
expression was, but her mumbled ‘ sure’ sounded despondent as she walked
away.
         “A friend of yours?” I asked.
         “Never met her before.” He answered. His gaze was
drifting over my hair. The braided tail had settled over my shoulder and was
resting on my chest.
         “She just came over and started talking to you?” I
asked incredibly. I could never be that bold. Did this happen to him a lot?
         “She seems to be a fan of lacrosse.” Leaning forward he
picked up my braid tail. His knuckle grazed my upper breast faintly, and I
inhaled abruptly at the tingle that shot through me. His gaze snapped up to
mine.
         “Are you sure it’s just lacrosse that she’s a fan of?”
I grinned through my roiling emotions. Nic was very attractive and I doubted
that she came over just because she liked the sport of lacrosse.
         The corner of his mouth lifted, but it didn’t seem like
it was an attempt at a smile. “She’s a groupie. I could have been any player
and she would have walked over here.”
         Again, I doubted that.
         “Your hair is beautiful. It reminds me of a midnight
waterfall. When you walked over here the sun caught it and I swear I saw blue
highlights shimmering in it.” His green eyes were getting darker again and my
breath caught. I looked down and watched his fingers stroke the ends of my
hair. “It feels like what silk should feel like, but silk doesn’t even come
close.”
         My hair had no feeling in it, they were nerveless hair
follicles, but each stroke sent a corresponding stroke down my spine. I
couldn’t control the shiver that skated through me. 
         Control yourself girl!
         Taking a shaky breath I leaned back and my braid slid
through his fingers to land against my sternum. Nic’s eyes followed it and the
heat in them made my breasts swell and tingle. I shifted at the sensations
gathering inside me. God, I hadn’t realized he was so intense. He’d seemed