Never Fall for a Dragon (Mate Mountain, #1)

by Lola Glass

After a few minutes, August’s foot began to tap on the ground. It distracted me, but only a little. When the tapping grew louder, I sighed. He stopped. After a moment of silence, he asked, “Can I rub your feet? I’m losing my mind just sitting here.” I blinked. Could he what? All women in existence knew a foot rub was a code for sex. He had a phone, so he could just watch a movie or something if he was bored. “I have to work on this,” I said, gesturing to my laptop. His forehead creased. “I assumed you would keep working.” “I know that’s code for sex, August.” His forehead creased further. “What?” “Didn’t you ever watch TV when you were raising Brynn?” “Kid shows, sometimes.” Maybe he really did just want to rub my feet. “If I was trying to seduce you, I wouldn’t need your feet to do it,” he said. “I just have the urge to touch you. If you don’t want me to, I won’t.” Oh. Well, when he put it like that… I scooted to the far side of the swing, adjusting the pillows before I lifted my feet onto his lap. “They’re all yours.” His lips curved upward, just a little. “Now you’re speaking my language.” I laughed. “I think I like you, Auggie.” Eli had used the nickname to bother him, but I thought it was fun. “I think I like you too, Fireball.”