"Thanks for the pizza. I haven't had one this good since I moved."
"You're welcome.” A pause. “Oh, and I don't need to change. These are both old and I don't mind if they get dirty." She dropped her crust on the plate and picked up another slice.
Dear God! He was going to explode just listening to her talk. "You're not going to eat the crust?"
"No. If I'm going to eat this pizza I'm going to at least avoid some of the bread." She bit into another slice.
He rolled his eyes at her and grabbed the crust from her plate. "I'll eat it then."
"All of you men are just alike. Can't stop eating no matter what. And look at you." Her eyes widened and she blushed again.
Damn, she was so innocent. "What do you mean look at me?"
She bit her lip for a second before releasing it. "You're so…muscular. You and my brothers all eat constantly yet you're all built like Greek gods!"
There was no way to stop his smile at that comment. He didn't mind her seeing him as a Greek god. "I do work out almost every day and I'm sure your brothers don't do much different than me. Plus, I don't eat like this often.
"Yea, I don't do that. I've been trying to go to the gym with Ryan, but I've been so busy at work lately. My boss is a pain in the ass."
Cooper laughed out loud. "Isn't Jacob your boss?"
"Yeah! I tell him that everyday I'm working too." S ophia stood and went to wash her hands.
He forced his attention away from the small shorts she wore and how he was sure if she bent over, he'd see the crease of her ass. They weren't as short as some girls wore them but for some reason that turned him on just a little more. Even if he kept his gaze anywhere else, thinking about her in the tight shorts had to be just as bad.
"So, which room do you want to start with? I'm here to help, so I think we should tackle the toughest part for you and get it over with." Her blue eyes stared straight at him.
"My grandparents’ room. It's the one place I've been dreading. That's their private sanctuary that I haven't been in there since I was a child wanting to sleep with them." He wasn't sure what he'd find.
"Let's go then. We can cry together. Or cringe, depending on what we find." She winked at him.
"I don't want to go there. If you find something you're sure I don't want to know about, please spare me. I can't see them having anything like that, but just in case." He fo llowed her up the stairs and kept his eyes glued to her back. When she grabbed the door knob, he held his breath.
He still smelled his papa in the room and hated how his chest tightened at the memory. There in the corner stood the rocking chair his grandma used to rock him in as a child. No matter what time it was, she'd rock him until he calmed down. Especially on the nights when he’d had nightmares of his parents' death.
"Cooper?" Sophia's hand touched his arm. "Are you certain you can handle this now?"
As much as he wanted to say no and walk back out the door, he couldn't.
"I need to do this." He covered her hand still on his arm and squeezed. "Thank you for helping."
"Why don't you go work some more on the outside while I get this room cleaned first and then we'll start going through everything? This dust is too thick to get anything done." She ran one finger over the dresser and held it up.
He let out his held breath and nodded. "I've got a duster and plenty of towels and cleaner downstairs."
"Let's get to it then. Show me where the cleaner is and then you can work outside."
That smile of hers kept him from losing it and he couldn't think of anyone he'd want helping him more than Sophia. It was good he'd get to cool down his attraction now that he'd be outside instead of contained in the small room with her. At least until she finished the cleaning.
Chapter Fourteen
Sophia tossed the fourth duster into the trash and placed her hands on her hips. It looked pretty good and she made good timing finishing in an hour. Except now she had to be close to Cooper
"You're welcome.” A pause. “Oh, and I don't need to change. These are both old and I don't mind if they get dirty." She dropped her crust on the plate and picked up another slice.
Dear God! He was going to explode just listening to her talk. "You're not going to eat the crust?"
"No. If I'm going to eat this pizza I'm going to at least avoid some of the bread." She bit into another slice.
He rolled his eyes at her and grabbed the crust from her plate. "I'll eat it then."
"All of you men are just alike. Can't stop eating no matter what. And look at you." Her eyes widened and she blushed again.
Damn, she was so innocent. "What do you mean look at me?"
She bit her lip for a second before releasing it. "You're so…muscular. You and my brothers all eat constantly yet you're all built like Greek gods!"
There was no way to stop his smile at that comment. He didn't mind her seeing him as a Greek god. "I do work out almost every day and I'm sure your brothers don't do much different than me. Plus, I don't eat like this often.
"Yea, I don't do that. I've been trying to go to the gym with Ryan, but I've been so busy at work lately. My boss is a pain in the ass."
Cooper laughed out loud. "Isn't Jacob your boss?"
"Yeah! I tell him that everyday I'm working too." S ophia stood and went to wash her hands.
He forced his attention away from the small shorts she wore and how he was sure if she bent over, he'd see the crease of her ass. They weren't as short as some girls wore them but for some reason that turned him on just a little more. Even if he kept his gaze anywhere else, thinking about her in the tight shorts had to be just as bad.
"So, which room do you want to start with? I'm here to help, so I think we should tackle the toughest part for you and get it over with." Her blue eyes stared straight at him.
"My grandparents’ room. It's the one place I've been dreading. That's their private sanctuary that I haven't been in there since I was a child wanting to sleep with them." He wasn't sure what he'd find.
"Let's go then. We can cry together. Or cringe, depending on what we find." She winked at him.
"I don't want to go there. If you find something you're sure I don't want to know about, please spare me. I can't see them having anything like that, but just in case." He fo llowed her up the stairs and kept his eyes glued to her back. When she grabbed the door knob, he held his breath.
He still smelled his papa in the room and hated how his chest tightened at the memory. There in the corner stood the rocking chair his grandma used to rock him in as a child. No matter what time it was, she'd rock him until he calmed down. Especially on the nights when he’d had nightmares of his parents' death.
"Cooper?" Sophia's hand touched his arm. "Are you certain you can handle this now?"
As much as he wanted to say no and walk back out the door, he couldn't.
"I need to do this." He covered her hand still on his arm and squeezed. "Thank you for helping."
"Why don't you go work some more on the outside while I get this room cleaned first and then we'll start going through everything? This dust is too thick to get anything done." She ran one finger over the dresser and held it up.
He let out his held breath and nodded. "I've got a duster and plenty of towels and cleaner downstairs."
"Let's get to it then. Show me where the cleaner is and then you can work outside."
That smile of hers kept him from losing it and he couldn't think of anyone he'd want helping him more than Sophia. It was good he'd get to cool down his attraction now that he'd be outside instead of contained in the small room with her. At least until she finished the cleaning.
Chapter Fourteen
Sophia tossed the fourth duster into the trash and placed her hands on her hips. It looked pretty good and she made good timing finishing in an hour. Except now she had to be close to Cooper
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