the devastation in his eyes last night when he talked about his brother, and I want him to know that I empathize with his pain—that he’s not alone. He’s lying stock still, though, not saying a word, and I need to do something to lighten the moment.
“So,” I sit up and ease myself off of the table, “I’m going to hop in the shower. I don’t have to work until noon and I’m going to try to meet Olivia beforehand. Do you want to join me in the shower?” I ask as he gets up, his muscles rippling with his movement. He’s ridiculously sexy and I can’t help myself.
“Can I take a rain check?” He snatches his jeans and t-shirt from the floor. “The idea of being near you when you’re wet and slippery is very appealing, but I need to get home. I have a couple of errands to run before work, so I’ll just shower there.”
“Sure.” I paint on a smile in response even though disappointment looms over me. There’s something comfortable about having Rex around and I’m not all that anxious for him to go.
“Maybe we can get together later, though,” he grins, buttoning up his jeans and toeing on his sneakers, “for more death and destruction? I’d say let’s go to a club, but it’s not really my scene.”
My smile is genuine this time when I answer. “Sure. That sounds good.” I slide my tank over my head. “I’ll walk you out.”
He gets to the door, pausing with a hand on the knob, turning back around to face me. “So….” He clears his throat as his eyes cast downward, one hand shoved in his pocket. “I’m not great with words, but… well, thanks, for last night… for not turning me away.”
“Hey.” I lower my head to the side looking for his eyes, and don’t speak until they meet mine. “You’re welcome. I’m glad I was here.”
Our gazes fall away and he opens the door. “I’ll see you around, Blondie.”
“Yeah, see ya, Rex.”
Five minutes later, I’m still standing in the same spot, unmoving. I quickly shake off my untamed thoughts and come back down to earth. The fact that he called me baby while we were having sex means nothing, and the fact that I’m even thinking about it now is utterly ridiculous. I hope he didn’t notice my reaction when he said it, though. I’m sure it was a slip and it doesn’t mean anything.
So why am I thinking about it?
I laugh at myself and head over to my purse, digging around for my phone. When I finally find it, I dial Olivia’s cell. She answers on the first ring as if she was expecting my call.
“Hey,” she says with a pop in her voice, “are we still meeting up this morning?”
“Hey to you, too, and yes, we are. I just need to hop in the shower.”
“You haven’t showered yet?” she asks, and there’s a loud rustling in the background.
“No, I haven’t,” I reply with a grin that she can’t see.
“You sound awfully happy. My bitch detector isn’t going off. What’s going on?” She laughs, and the sound of her crunching on something vibrates in my ears.
“Well, if you must know, Rex just left.” I pull a file from my bag, smoothing down one of my nails as the other end of the line goes quiet. “Hello? Liv, you there?”
“Yes, sorry. I’m standing outside of Adele’s Coffee House and it’s very busy.”
“All right, well, let me shower and I’ll meet you there in about an hour.” I toss the file back in my bag and make my way toward the bathroom.
“Actually, meet me at Victoria’s Secret, instead,” she suggests.
“Victoria’s Secret?” I laugh. “Again?”
“Again.” She giggles, before we hang up.
The door jingles as I walk inside the palace of lingerie. It’s been a while since I’ve been in here, but it’s a place that Olivia frequents very often since she started dating Hunter.
I sneak up behind her as she lifts various bra and panty sets in the air, scrutinizing them. “Are you old enough to be in here?” I ask in a deep voice, and she spins around,
“So,” I sit up and ease myself off of the table, “I’m going to hop in the shower. I don’t have to work until noon and I’m going to try to meet Olivia beforehand. Do you want to join me in the shower?” I ask as he gets up, his muscles rippling with his movement. He’s ridiculously sexy and I can’t help myself.
“Can I take a rain check?” He snatches his jeans and t-shirt from the floor. “The idea of being near you when you’re wet and slippery is very appealing, but I need to get home. I have a couple of errands to run before work, so I’ll just shower there.”
“Sure.” I paint on a smile in response even though disappointment looms over me. There’s something comfortable about having Rex around and I’m not all that anxious for him to go.
“Maybe we can get together later, though,” he grins, buttoning up his jeans and toeing on his sneakers, “for more death and destruction? I’d say let’s go to a club, but it’s not really my scene.”
My smile is genuine this time when I answer. “Sure. That sounds good.” I slide my tank over my head. “I’ll walk you out.”
He gets to the door, pausing with a hand on the knob, turning back around to face me. “So….” He clears his throat as his eyes cast downward, one hand shoved in his pocket. “I’m not great with words, but… well, thanks, for last night… for not turning me away.”
“Hey.” I lower my head to the side looking for his eyes, and don’t speak until they meet mine. “You’re welcome. I’m glad I was here.”
Our gazes fall away and he opens the door. “I’ll see you around, Blondie.”
“Yeah, see ya, Rex.”
Five minutes later, I’m still standing in the same spot, unmoving. I quickly shake off my untamed thoughts and come back down to earth. The fact that he called me baby while we were having sex means nothing, and the fact that I’m even thinking about it now is utterly ridiculous. I hope he didn’t notice my reaction when he said it, though. I’m sure it was a slip and it doesn’t mean anything.
So why am I thinking about it?
I laugh at myself and head over to my purse, digging around for my phone. When I finally find it, I dial Olivia’s cell. She answers on the first ring as if she was expecting my call.
“Hey,” she says with a pop in her voice, “are we still meeting up this morning?”
“Hey to you, too, and yes, we are. I just need to hop in the shower.”
“You haven’t showered yet?” she asks, and there’s a loud rustling in the background.
“No, I haven’t,” I reply with a grin that she can’t see.
“You sound awfully happy. My bitch detector isn’t going off. What’s going on?” She laughs, and the sound of her crunching on something vibrates in my ears.
“Well, if you must know, Rex just left.” I pull a file from my bag, smoothing down one of my nails as the other end of the line goes quiet. “Hello? Liv, you there?”
“Yes, sorry. I’m standing outside of Adele’s Coffee House and it’s very busy.”
“All right, well, let me shower and I’ll meet you there in about an hour.” I toss the file back in my bag and make my way toward the bathroom.
“Actually, meet me at Victoria’s Secret, instead,” she suggests.
“Victoria’s Secret?” I laugh. “Again?”
“Again.” She giggles, before we hang up.
The door jingles as I walk inside the palace of lingerie. It’s been a while since I’ve been in here, but it’s a place that Olivia frequents very often since she started dating Hunter.
I sneak up behind her as she lifts various bra and panty sets in the air, scrutinizing them. “Are you old enough to be in here?” I ask in a deep voice, and she spins around,
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