‘That doesn’t make this right.’
She tilts her head, her long brown hair falling over her shoulder, making her look even hotter. ‘What exactly are we talking about?’
I don’t answer. I take another drink of my beer, my gaze going to her legs as she crosses them. Fuck, that’s hot.
‘Nothing’s going to happen,’ she says. ‘We’re just roommates for a night.’
I nod. ‘Roommates.’
She smiles. ‘But I do like you, Brody. You’re a good guy.’
‘I like you too,’ I say, gulping down more of my beer.
She’s watching me, and not in a roommate way. Despite what she said, there’s a very good chance something’s going to happen unless one of us finds the strength to stop it. And right now, I’m not feeling that strong. We’re alone together, she looks fucking hot, and it’s been months since I had sex.
My phone rings, startling us both and forcing my gaze off Kate. Picking up my phone, I see Nick’s name on the screen.
‘Hey, what’s up?’ I answer.
‘I was just thinking maybe you should order a new controller for the plow. You might be able to fix it, but if not, you’ll have the new controller ready to install instead of waiting for one to get delivered.’
‘Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.’
But I didn’t order it because it costs money—money I don’t have.
‘Did you let your customers know you wouldn’t be there today?’
‘Not yet, but I will.’
‘Don’t wait too long. It’s better to let them know before they have to ask.’
‘Yeah, got it,’ I say, trying not to sound annoyed. I know he’s just trying to help, but I don’t want his help. I’m not a little kid anymore who needs his big brother’s advice.
Kate hops off the counter and walks to the living room. Seeing my shirt on her is killing me. My mind keeps imagining how it’d feel to slide my hands up her legs, under that shirt to her—
‘I’ll let you go,’ Nick says. ‘Talk to you tomorrow.’
‘Yeah, bye.’ I set the phone down, then pick it back up, remembering I need to order that part.
I can’t focus. Kate’s got my thoughts going places they shouldn’t even be considering going. I’m usually not like this. I mean, yeah, I’m easily distracted by women, but not like this.Not to the point that I forget what I was doing. And when I’m stressed about my business, like I am now, it’s all I can think about. It’s why I haven’t dated much the past couple months. I need to fix my business before I can focus on a relationship.
‘Is there anything you want to watch?’ Kate asks from the couch as she flips through channels on the TV.
‘You can pick something. I need to order a part.’ I find it online and click on the order button. I hope my credit card works. Last time I looked I’d maxed out my limit, but I made a payment since then.
My phone rings just as my order goes through. I don’t recognize the number, but answer it anyway.
‘Hey, this is Brody.’
‘Who?’ a man says.
‘Brody Kanfield. Who’s this?’
‘I’m looking for Katelyn Millstone. I need to speak to her.’
‘I don’t know who that is.’
‘I don’t understand. She told her mother she was staying there and that we could reach her at this number.’