I was glad to be heading for Lora’s.
I had to get my head on straight. Maybe I needed to break it off.
But I could do thataftertonight. Just one more time. Then, end it. That would be fine.
I turned down the street in front of Lora’s duplex. Her front door opened. Had she been watching for me?
No—shit. Kenzie was coming out of her apartment. And with her was Sydney Lawson.
She grew up nice.
They stood on the step for a moment, hugging Lora. I went down the road, parking a block from Lora’s. I sank down in my car, waiting until I saw Kenzie go past. Then I got out of my car and walked to Lora’s.
The door was still unlocked. I let myself in.
Lora was standing in the middle of the living room.
“Hey, you.” She smiled, swaying slightly.
“Hey.” I closed the door.
She came closer, leaning against my chest, head tilted back to look up at me. “Hey.”
“You’re drunk.”
“Not too drunk.”
“Good.” I leaned down and kissed her.
She rose up against me, wrapping her arms around my neck. She smiled as she eased back from the kiss. “Sorry about earlier. I was just jealous.”
“Don’t worry about it. Let’s just have some fun.”
She nodded eagerly. “Yeah.”
We stripped each other fast. There were empty bottles and shot glasses on the coffee table, and a pizza box on the floor, but I didn’t care.
I pushed Lora back toward the couch. She moved easily, sinking down to sit. I followed her, bending over her. She looked so gorgeous.
I put one knee on the couch, ready to push her back and enjoy this.
The door opened behind us. “Hey, Lora, sorry, I forgot my—”
The rest of whatever was being said was cut off by a scream. I whipped around.
Kenzie.
Shit.
Lora sat up, draping a blanket over her body. I bent down and grabbed the pizza box, covering myself with it.
Fuck, my kid sister had just seen we with a boner.
“What—what are you doing here?” I asked.
“What areyoudoing here?” Kenzie held one hand out to me, accusing. “What the hell, Bradley?”
“I can—”