Page 29 of The One Month Boyfriend (Wildwood Society)

“Jealousy can be pretty miserable.”

“Then it’ll do.”

Kat’s anger is something to behold. It makes her shimmer, like hot oil on a frying pan, ready to burst into flame at the slightest provocation. It makes her seem like she’s all sharp angles: her bangs, swooping to a point; the rectangles of her glasses; the sweep of her eyeliner; the narrowness of her eyes; the corners of her mouth. I get the sense that in daylight, she’d be slightly pink right now.

I get the sense that if she wanted to, she could slice me to ribbons.

“All right,” I finally agree. “We’ll get Meckler good and jealous, and as a bonus, I get my coworkers off my back for a while.”

Kat takes a deep breath, still regarding me.

“Okay,” she says, then nods. “Okay.”

“Okay,” I agree, and hold out my hand.

Her shoulders square, and she shakes it, her fingers cool even in the warm night, the angles still on her face.

“Pleasure doing business,” I tell her, and her dark eyes flick to mine.

“Pleasure’s all mine,” she says, and I swear she’s almost smiling.