A Steel Heart by Amie Knight EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Amie Knight
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1. Finish Edits
2. Stalk The Hot Neighbor
“What are you doing today?” my friend Ainsley asked through the cell
phone that was pressed to my ear with my shoulder. My hands were busy
holding open a piece of the blinds so I could look out the front window.
I gave her a distracted answer. “You know, the usual. Edits and
whatnot.” I tilted my head to the side to get a better view out the window
and almost dropped the phone. Holy hotness.
“Why do you sound like that?”
“Distracted.” Ainsley sucked in a breath. “Oh my God. It’s nine a.m.
Are you neighbor stalking again?”
I snapped the blinds closed and backed away from the window. “No. Of
course not. Why would I do that?”
“You told me you weren’t going to do that anymore.”
I thought we’d already established I was a liar.
I stepped back toward the window because I couldn’t help myself,
obviously a glutton for freaking punishment. But this was the only time of
day I saw him besides when he left in his big, black truck at three in the
afternoon on the dot, and I didn’t want to miss a thing. I cradled the phone
with my shoulder again, pushed the blinds apart with my hands, and pressed
my face to the windowpane like the creepy stalker I was. And there he was.
Every gorgeous inch of him.
He walked toward my building from across the busy downtown street
like a tall glass of water on a hot day. All swagger and supreme male
beauty. The kind of beauty that made a girl’s breath catch and heart pitterpatter. He pushed his dark hair off his tan forehead and the big muscles in
his arms bunched.
Goose bumps broke out on my skin and I may have whispered, “Christ
on a cracker.” I didn’t know his name, but I knew his schedule like the back
of my hand. That wasn’t weird at all.
“You’re a terrible liar.” She giggled. “What’s he wearing today?”
I barely heard Ainsley. Every morning when I watched this man walk
down the street and toward our building, it was like just he and I existed.
Slow motion. Our own sexy theme music. Nameless, ridiculously hot man
and Miranda. He didn’t know it, but there was a world of our own and it
was the absolute best part of my day.
“Sunglasses. White, tight, sleeveless T-shirt. Black running pants with
three white stripes down the sides. Black tennis shoes,” I said breathlessly
into the phone. I left out all the good bits. Like the scowl he was wearing. It
was perpetual. I’d never seen the man smile in the month he’d been living
next door to me and for some reason that made me all the hotter for him. He
owned that scowl. He freaking rocked it. His jaw was square and cleanshaven. His mouth flat. He was a giant of a man. Well over six feet. His
chest was wide, his arms thick and imposing. Dog tags jangled from a silver
necklace around his neck, letting me know he was military of some sort.
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