Emotions were flying through my head so quickly, I felt drunk. This was so far from anything I’d ever done with a man before. I was not the brazen one. The one who threw the kindling into the fire to get it warmed up. Just looking at him did that to me. He told me the same old song and dance most men tell women. But there was something in the way his eyes stayed on mine in the back of that cop car. I was pretty positive that was the moment I realized I had developed feelings for him. I felt it in the pit of my stomach that he thought about me like I was thinking of him. That he was capable of loving someone. Maybe even me. That’s why I was standing naked wearing only my heels, giving myself away completely uninhibited and without question for the first time. I liked him before, but after last night it felt more real to me than it had been with anyone else. I never told Charlie I loved him because I didn’t. But with Mick, it felt right the way he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of me, or how butterflies fluttered all inside my belly whenever he was within breathing distance.
