Alec
You crush overheard you simping about him 🫣
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I don’t know whose idea it was to let me have tequila.
Actually, I do.
Mine.
Now I’m sitting cross-legged on someone’s kitchen counter, passionately explaining why Alec Hale is the love of my life.
He’s not just hot,I insist, sloshing my drink.
He’s engineering hot. Do you know how dangerous that is? He builds things. With his hands.Maya is wheezing.
You’ve never even spoken to him.
That’s irrelevant,I gasp.
Have you seen him explain thermodynamics? I would literally get on all fours and bark if he asked.The girls SCREAM. I am thriving.
I would kiss him so fast he wouldn’t even see it coming,I continue.
One word in that stupid deep voice and I’m done. Deceased.
Deceased?a calm voice repeats behind me. Oh. No. Low. Deep. Controlled. My soul leaves my body. I turn. Alec stands three feet away, hands in his pockets, looking criminally composed for a man who just heard me volunteer to bark. The kitchen goes silent. I consider launching myself out the window.
I—My brain has officially logged out. He tilts his head, studying me. Not annoyed. Interested.
That’s a bold statement,he says evenly.
The barking.
I was joking,I mumble.
Were you?The girls have evaporated. Cowards. He steps closer. Not touching. Just close enough that I can smell his cologne. Clean. Warm. Illegal.
You’d kiss me that fast?he asks quietly. My heart is doing surround sound.
You heard that part too?I whisper.
I heard everything.Of course he did.
You talk about me a lot?he asks.
No.Pause.
…Yes.His mouth twitches.
And if I asked you to bark?he says softly. My brain blue-screens. He leans in just slightly, voice dropping lower.
Good thing,he murmurs,
I’m more interested in hearing you say my name instead.And I swear my life expectancy just shortened by ten years.