That was weird. He�d just completely zoned out on me, eyes glazed over and all.
But I�m not going to worry about that. I�m going to spend the afternoon with the cutest guy in the world and not worry about what he may or may not be thinking about. If he�s freaking out over the possibility I might know what he does with his life, I don�t need to know. I refuse to be paranoid this time around. Plus, he searched me out� knowing who he is shouldn�t matter.
Or maybe he�s lonely and just wants to get into my pants.
Not that I wouldn�t mind getting into his� it�s just I wouldn�t mind getting into a few other places first.
I kept walking his hand in mine. I felt him rearrange them so our fingers intertwined. When I looked up at him - damn, he�s tall - he smiled shyly before lifting my hand to his lips.
Or maybe I�m just being pessimistic and he�s actually here because he liked me? Missed me?
�So where are we going?�
I averted my gaze. His eyes are dangerous. They were what got me tied up in him last time. And his grin. And his endearing shy boy demeanor.
And those lips�
Okay, so maybe it was just him that had my heart breaking for the past six months.
I stopped walking and looked up. So deep in my own obsessive thoughts, I�d almost led us past it.
�Here.�
I watched Nick pull his baseball cap forward and low over his eyes.
�You wear glasses.�
Hello Miss Obvious.
�So do you.�
That grin. I want to wake up to that grin at least once before I die.
And the way my heart keeps fluttering, that might be sooner than expected.
Blushing I hesitantly let go of his hand, pulling open the door to the hole-in-the-wall eatery where I was almost positive Nick would go unnoticed.
Despite being past the typical lunch hour, the tables were still crowded with businessmen and women taking a break from their hectic schedules. They wouldn�t care who Nick was, or at least, I hoped if they did, they�d have the decency to leave us alone. A group of teenaged girls from Ryan�s show I wasn�t as sure about. Waving towards a waiter I�d flirted with many times before when I came here with Ryan between recording sessions, I pulled Nick towards a booth in the back, letting my breath out as I slid in.
Just keep your eyes away from the teenaged girls Nick and we�ll be okay.
Which didn�t seem to be a problem as he pulled his hat backwards to get a clearer view of� me.
This is getting weird.
I�m sitting in a semi-crowded restaurant with Nick Carter, Backstreet Boy extraordinaire. And he�s staring at me. Me! Boring little Kara Macintosh who spends too much time in front of her computer looking up information on the� Backstreet Boys.
This isn�t going to last. I�m going to blink and he�s going to disappear. I�m going to wake up and the guys aren�t going to know what I�m talking about when I mention the Fourth of July. They�re just going to laugh when I say something about kissing THE Nick Carter.
Broken from my thoughts by his fingers against my cheek, brushing my hair away from my face, I looked up into his eyes. And he smiled a little.
Or maybe he�s just� Nick Carter. Random guy who drives me crazy.
�I never thought I�d see you again.�
Random guy who knew what to say to make my heart hurt.
�When you just left like you did� I� I didn�t know what to do.�
Random guy who I don�t want to let go of. Ever.
�I don�t know what happened that day, but� I haven�t been able to stop thinking about you since.�
Random guy who was going to kill me before the day was over.
*
Why am I still talking?
Every time I open my mouth, one of the thoughts I promised to keep to myself spills out. The thoughts that were bound to overwhelm her and make her run away. The thoughts that were making those tears pool in her green eyes�
�Nick� I��
�What�s up Kara? See you have a new guy to torture, huh?�
Her head shot up at the new jovial voice, as did mine. The guy she�d waved to on our way in.
�Hey Matt.�
Nervously, she ran a hand through her hair, avoiding both of our eyes.
Who was this guy?
�Where�s Cabrera?�
Looking across the room at some invisible yet incredibly interesting point, she sighed.
She�s still upset. What is she still upset about?
�Had a show. Probably cleaning up or getting drunk with the rest of the minors.�
He nodded before placing menus in front of us, smiling at me.
�Don�t make me have to kill you, okay man?�
That made Kara smile. What�s with all the death threats? That�s what my girlfriend was supposed to get from all my fans. Not me!
�Matt, I think Nick has gotten enough death threats from my friends since we�ve met. I can handle him myself.�
I looked at her, where an apologetic smile was directed towards me.
Hey, that�s what I get for falling for a girl who happens to know the entire male population of Texas. I do the same thing to every guy my sisters bring home, so� I guess it�s only fair.
�Sorry Kar. You know me. Ten minutes with a pretty girl and I want to be their knight in shining armor. But you already have one of those right?�
He winked at her as she began to laugh and turn red. Matt turned to me.
�You might want to explain that one to� Nick was it?�
�Yeah, and Zach has also already threatened him.�
�That�s what you get for having your own football team of friends. No guy will ever be able to get past us without a couple of broken bones.�
Picking up her menu, she forcefully slammed it into his stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs as a smug smile played across her lips.
�My usual.�
Glancing at the menu, I ordered quickly in hopes this Matt guy would leave. Thankfully, with a glare from Kara that I was probably not supposed to see, he left shaking his head at us.
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