Unbreakable by Amie Nichols Page A

the feel
of him.
    “We have to stop,” Luke says pulling away
from our kiss. He steps back leaving me on the counter with my
skirt still pushed up to my thighs. I quickly smooth it down not
sure what’s wrong.
    “You have no idea how long I have waited for
this, Lilly,” he explains to me running his hands through his hair.
I’m sure that I have a very hurt and confused look on my flushed
face.
    “Me too, I have dreamt about you every night
since before you left me on the lawn that day,” I frown remembering
how I felt on that horrible day. “I don’t want you to stop.” I
reach for him, but he is just out of grasp.
    “I want you so bad it hurts, Lilly, but we
need to take this slow,” he says avoiding my reach at first, but
then steps up to me and lifts me off the counter. “I want to take
you out on a date,” he says with a shy grin that makes him look
boyish.
    “OK,” I say reaching up to kiss him, but he
takes my face in his hands instead, running his thumb along my
bottom lip. His eyes light up with amusement. “You are so cute,” he
says and leans down. He gently bites my bottom lip before he gives
me a light kiss and then straightens back up.
    Want and lust is all I feel right now as Luke
runs one finger down my cheek. It must be showing on my face. “Me
too, baby,” he says reading my mind.
    “I’m going to finish this light. You need to
leave so I’m not distracted,” he says looking up at the loose wires
hanging out of the ceiling.
    I stand there staring at him for a minute
then finally give in. “Okay, so when do we go on this date?”
    “In two hours, now scoot so I can
concentrate,” he says motioning toward the door as he climbs the
ladder.
     
     

Chapter 11
     
     
    I remember the safe as I head into my room,
and I think it can wait till tomorrow. I search my closet for
something to wear. My eyes land on one of the tops Emma made me
buy. It’s a low cut purple halter top that exposes most of my back,
and a little more cleavage than I would normally wear. It also
flares out at the bottom flowing loosely down to my hips. I decide
to wear it with some white Capri's and some lace up sandals. I
can’t wear a bra with this shirt, but the top part is tight enough
it holds everything in.
    I put on a little eyeliner, mascara, and some
light pink lip gloss. The sides of my wavy hair are pinned up with
some bobby pins. I see that it’s only six, so I pick up my cell to
try and call Emma again. It went straight to voice mail. What is
she doing? She always answers my calls.
    When I walk into the study Jacob is on the
computer, and I can tell he’s still pouting.
    “Umm, I don’t think I like you wearing that,”
he says when I walk in. “Where are you going dressed like that?” He
says as protectively as a big brother would.
    “Luke is taking me on our first date,” I say
grinning from ear to ear leaning up against the desk next to
him.
    “Am I going to be fired now?” Jacob asks his
face sullen.
    “No, you are not!” I say firmly. “Luke is
just jealous, but he will see there is nothing to be jealous of.” I
make a goofy face to get him to smile. It works and I tell him what
happened in the kitchen after he left.
    I can talk so freely with him. I tell him
about everything without being embarrassed. He leans back in the
chair listening as I go on and on about Luke.
    “I wish you guys could be friends,” I say to
Jacob because I don’t want him to leave. Not so much for the
protection, as we are such good friends. I have told him, I have
asked him to leave his security firm and I would pay him out right,
but he has a contract with them so he can’t.
    “I think he and I got off on the wrong foot,
and we just need a do over,” Jacob says his hands behind his head a
lot more relaxed now. “We can have a chat tomorrow,” he says
leaning forward placing his elbows on the desk.
    I remember the safe and tell Jacob about it.
He also tries to move the cabinet, but can only move it