SWEET SPOT
I
night, I love
ng lo
some days, they were shed at the door and flung onto the couch where they'd hang out for
was in some state of undress – in a T-shirt and panties or just
nothing
st twenty-five years without my own bedroom – without
e freedom of living alone like a norm
ose nights that made me k
humping outside in the hall. It was almost 10:30PM – all I wanted at this hour was to
dnight and wake up early to start the custom order of truffl
hbor struggling out in the hall. More often than not, it was her finicky lo
ot to
red as I finally let myself close my e
ot water, soaking in the Epsom salts and
uched my bath pillow, a l
ral seconds of silence passed – even waited another few to be safe. Once I ru
hit the tub before the
um
my bathroom door. I waited to hear a strike three but in
be, my heart beating fast as I imagined Tess bleeding on the floor in the hall, s
e house till I breathlessly reached the door, my fingers unlatching all thre
s open, I stared. Th
...
hit chest first – wide, hard chest stretchin
to broad shoulders, sculpted collarbones, and a square jaw boasting the kin
finally locked, feeling legitimately smacked
and light green eyes and for a moment I forgot where I was, becau
ith a faint smi
in what world did he
hrough all the questions
go of my mission to magically
he was – whether he had in fact been plucked from the cover o
p as his gaze dipped down to my body – and o
ndering how much of me he'd seen before I
looking away, right?
ggers at him as I strug
round my waist. I stared at the stranger as he faced away from me now,
I demanded hotly. "D
nds on what your defi
ped shut. I meant nipple but I wa
nipple, my
th fel
can see through that we
breasts. I wanted to call him out but I couldn't find my
icks. I'm Te
m as he turne
t was hard
rs or humility. Fuming, I craned my neck to see past his broad frame, finally spotting the shattered r
lder, letting out a sho
ith the key. Might've swung my bag
all over the floor, sobered quickly b
her favo
l forg
m, doing little to mask my d
ith right now?" I asked. His crooke
uble with the lock, I
eager to get o
, but that meant that my bath was over and that my night had gone off
pped back out in the hall and closed the door, sayi
you doing?
y time t
er brother," I said. "And not some
ight, but it teased
like a robb
second glance, he was built much more like an athlete than
rt, and his dark-wash jeans fit well enough to give me an idea of rock-l
question but by all
shoot him a look. "Are you usually this
g unpleasant?"
essed me, we could call it even for
ook. "I thought you sai
e chance to say the word nipple again since cle
" and faced away again, avoiding his eye even
but I didn't look up. "I'm sorry
s fi
w it's
y meeting tomorrow." Petty
eat of silence passed as he continued watching me. "And at som
e it was the pause or the way he dropped his voice, but
tonight it was giving me the image of Lukas making it up to me shir
d myself, touching the hot back of my neck wh
t let me buy
t I don't r
e key I saw on
wasn't
lly playing
migh
fee
ke my
Fine. Nothing I can do then?" When I sho
have you angry with me if I'm
t of typing and look
tion. "Tess didn't te
bout a trip, but I th
s said. "By at least a couple weeks. And I happen to be renovating my
o ask more about Tess but there
ving across the hall from me. Ins
ing amused with whatever express
off the top of my head, starting with the noise that came with
And assuming th
but my tongue betray
me to the view of biceps that bulged a
ring parties home at the end of the night and we're respectful of the fact that this townhouse was built in 1901. The floors creak, the walls are thin and we can easily hear each other if
brows ascended.
ood, and I guess it's a lifestyle you'll
bly survive multiple guests and shoes worn in the house. I know that because I own this place. I bought it five years ago, I paid for two of the renovations and I intend to live in it
h you," he said. "Because
red a
l,
d made it echo in my head as I blinked
ing. This isn't a
altzed into my life five minutes ago, who'd taken less than that amount of time to threaten the perfect routine I'd carved out and lived blissfully for th
had no
n till three loud pings
that's my brother. I'm s
nger than I thought... Not sure
o don't worry about him at all
otal helplessness. I didn't realize how hard my jaw had
little con
all of this. God, he was such a prick. Just for sticking that condes
at, I hurried my
o with some kind of grunt of a noise, I paced past him, hand
iggling and jiggling both at once the way I'd learned over the yea
new neighbor and despite wanting badly to just flus
good
yes off my ches
hing beyond your lock." I stalked
n for a
h him an incredu
can smooth things over. The way we started
tly. "It's late and I s
sleeping
"Soundly till y
his gaze dipping again. "Pretty we
eeks
dam
th Lukas Hendricks aside from perhaps calling him out for the arrogant asshole he was,
ould only serve to amuse him and I refused to let him win
t as I turned and pushed ope
nob refus
lock