I Carry Your Heart (Heart Series Book 1) by C.M. King Page A

me and I was glad. I wanted his full attention.
    “Let me have a look? It’s probably just an eyelash.” Scott closed the small distance between us and gently cupped my face, lifting it up towards the light.
    I opened my eyes wide and his thumb grazed my cheek. His face was barely inches away, I felt his warm, soft breath tickle softly against my skin, as his sparkling green eyes stared deep into mine.
    Oh god.
    Abort the plan. Abort the plan.
    “Something wrong Iz?” Joel snapped loudly. The cold, hard edge to his voice made me jump with fright.
    I spun around fast, to find him standing in front of me. His jaw was tight and I watched the muscle twitch, when he glared at Scott. He looked like he wanted to kill him.
    I got my reaction then.
    I bit back the smile, threatening to take over my face. Quickly slipping back into my little actress role. “Well Scott here was helping me with an eyelash, which thankfully he’s managed to get out,” I replied, hoping my innocent little act was doing the trick.
    Scott grinned acting like the big hero, lapping up the praise. Despite the fact he’d never even touched my eye. Joel stood seething, with his fists curled up in rage, his eyes now dark and dangerous.
    My plan had definitely worked. I had got the response I wanted. Now I needed for Scott to leave, but it looked like he wasn’t going anywhere.
    Shit.
    Major flaw in the plan.
    I guess I was the one leaving then? Before the toxic triangle got anymore awkward.
    “Well I’d better be going, that essay won’t write itself,” I said breezily, trying to act natural. I quickly gathered up my coat and bag, ready to make a sharp exit.
    “Hey, can I have your number or give you mine?” Scott asked, looking hopeful, as he flashed me another blinding smile.
    Seriously?
    The guy never missed a beat.
    Plus a girl would need sunglasses to date him. I think he really should tone down on the whitener.
    I watched Joel’s hands grip the bar tight. I was afraid to look up into his face, I knew it already would be dark and thunderous.
    Scott reached into his tailored jacket, which had to be expensive, the cut on his body was amazing. I could tell he worked out by the definition of his chest through his expensive shirt. He really was a catch, any girl would be lucky to have him. But I just wasn’t interested. The only guy I wanted was standing burning a hole into me with his eyes, at this precise moment.
    He pulled out a flashy business card, handing it over. His finger deliberately grazed against mine. He grinned with obvious delight when my eyes grew wider, clearly enjoying my reaction.
    I really had to get out of here now.
    “Well it was really lovely to meet you Scott,” I muttered through gritted teeth. I felt like my face was about to crack, if I kept up this expression for a moment longer.
    He smiled giving me a cheeky wink, bringing a hot blush to my face. Which made him smile even more.
    I glanced over at Joel. A look of pain flashed across his face and his eyebrows scrunched together. His eyes remained sad, questioning my actions. I knew I’d hurt him. It was obvious from his reaction he was jealous. I felt like a complete and total bitch. My only consolation was I finally had the reassurance I needed. I knew things were about to change, and for the first time in a while I couldn’t wait for that to happen.
     
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    The next day I tried and failed to speak to Joel. I wondered if the gods were sending me some sort of sign to just leave it and move on already. Was it seriously worth having a nervous breakdown over? But then I was gifted the perfect opportunity. My Mother was leaving to stay at my Aunts for the next five days, and Mike was given the unenviable task of running her to the train station.
    She lectured us all on our behaviour before she departed, but I knew Mike would get the brunt of her nagging during the car journey, which made me smile even harder.
    Waving the final goodbye, I watched with a smile on