Page 80 of Love Unavoidable
“Spencer Allen.” A hand appears in front of my face and waves. “The guys just call me Spence.”
“Sadie,” I call out as an introduction.
“Nice to meet you,” Kat says. “I have sex with Brad Matthews.”
“The B-man? You must be Kat,” Spence says.
“I am! And you are so fucking lucky it’s my name you said and not someone else’s,” Kat says. Ethan laughs at that.
“Ow!” I yell when I try to laugh. “It hurts.”
“Don’t laugh,” Ethan says. “Don’t talk, don’t laugh, just stay still.”
The guys decide the easiest thing will be to cut around the sill and pull the entire window out of the wall, with me in it. That way they can disassemble the glass portion and reduce risk of breakage and cutting me. Ethan gives me safety goggles and a helmet to put on. Then covers my back with his fireman’s coat. The thing is heavy. But it smells a little like him.
I turn my head to the side to try to watch Ethan while he works. It really is unfair how attractive he is. With his lightly tanned skin, the slight stubble on his face, strong jaw and full lips. I want to kiss him again. And I want him to kiss me. A flood of warmth courses through me remembering our kisses before. It’s all I can do to hold back the moan that wants to spring forth from my mouth.
Think about something else, Sadie.
Easier said than done. It’s not like there is a lot of room for him to work here, so regardless of his position, he’s touching me. And he smells even better than his jacket, a little like the ocean, and whatever body wash he uses. For just a second, I’m glad it’s me in here stuck like this and not some bimbo that would hit on him.
“Okay, Sadie, we’ve got most of the stucco chipped away. We still need to do the drywall from the other side. Just hang on, okay?”
I nod. “Okay.” I’m trying to be pleasant and agreeable.
I hear his footsteps retreat. Kat sticks her toes under my face. “Don’t worry, I’m still here.” Then she sits on the ground next to me. “God, my feet are killing me all of a sudden.”
I look at her and notice she has a fresh drink in her hand.
“You got another drink?”
“Well, yeah,” she says. “This is taking a while, I was thirsty. Want some?” She holds the margarita out toward me.
“Actually yeah,” I say.
She brings the cup down closer to my face, holds the straw in my mouth and I take a big drink.
“Don’t mind me, ladies, just trying to rescue you and all that,” Ethan says drily from inside the restroom.
“Thanks, E,” Kat says knocking on the window.
I love the relationship that she has with both him and Chance, it’s so fun and a little flirty, but clearly not serious. I hope that, with time, Cole will get to experience that as well. It’s so different from how our own family interacts.
“Hey, can you get me one of those?” I ask Kat.
“Sure, be right back.”
“Did you just order a margarita while I’m trying to get you unstuck from a window?” Ethan asks.
“Yes, I did. One, I’m stressed out. Two, I’m embarrassed as all hell. Three, it’s hot as fuck under this coat. And four, have you tasted the margaritas here? They are damn good.”
He chuckles from behind me. “I have. And you’re right, they are.” His arm rests on my ass as he works. I imagine the muscles in his biceps moving with every rotation of his arm. I feel something loosening.
“Okay, Spence, you ready out there? One, two, three.”
Ethan grabs me by the hips and pulls inward as Spence holds my shoulders. Somehow, they get me back inside the bathroom and on my feet. Even though the window is still stuck around my waist, I definitely feel better.
“Now, with any luck at all,” Ethan says, as he tries to work my arm out of the window, “we can get this out.” In a matter of seconds my arm is free. I wave it around in the air.
