Page 78 of Hot Summer Nights

“Have you asked her out yet?” I ask and he shakes his head.

“It would be weird if she turned me down and I still have to live with her.”

“What makes you think that she’ll say no?” I ask as I finish updating the computer scheduling system.

I’ve only met Rae once when she dropped something off for Brooks but it was obvious that she was into him. I talked to her for a few minutes and she invited me to girl’s night with her and some of her friends next week. I haven’t told Kit about it yet since I have a feeling that it will be a fight, but I want to go out with them. It will be nice to have some girlfriends in this town.

“There’s just a lot of ways that it could go wrong,” he mumbles and I get that.

“I think that she’s worth the risk,” I say quietly and he nods, draining the last of his water bottle before he waves and takes off for the locker room.

I know that Kit will be coming in any second to lift me up and carry me out to the truck. I finish filing the last of the paperwork and look around the now clean office. I told Kit that we needed some more office organization stuff and he had immediately dragged me to the Office Depot so that I could pick out the ones that I wanted. Pen cups and letter organizers now sit on the desk and more organizers hang on the wall. Kit had said that the old office chair wasn’t fit for a Princess so he ordered me a new one. Top of the line, of course, and soft as butter.

I push the chair in, making sure that everything is in its place before I head for the office door. I’m hoping that I can beat Kit out of here. I just want to have a couple of minutes to myself. I’ve been afraid to admit it, even to myself, but I can’t ignore it any longer.

I’m in love with Kit.

I love the life that I’m building here with him and at this gym.

He treats me like royalty, going above and beyond to meet each and every one of my wants and needs. I love how he treats me but, more than that, I love how he makes me feel. I don’t have to be the defensive, tough, loner when I’m with him. I’m not alone anymore and deep down I know that Kit will never leave me. I trust him.

My only concern is that, well, isn’t all of this happening a little too fast? I mean, I’ve only known Kit for five days. You can’t love someone after five days… can you? It must just be all of the sex. Right? I mean I know that some girl’s feelings change with sex but I never knew that I would be one of them. I always thought that I was too rational and level headed for that but if it isn’t just the sex then that means that I fell for Kit in under five days.

Maybe he’s right. Maybe our souls are the same and we’re connected. Maybe we were meant to find each other in the alley that night.

Kit opens the office door before I can figure it out and I’m in his arms a second later. We wave goodbye to Claire at the front desk as we walk out to the truck. Can I tell him that I love him so soon? What if he doesn’t feel the same just yet? I’m quiet on the drive home as I try to figure out what to do about my feelings for Kit and I can tell that Kit notices. He tries to talk to me a couple of times but I tell him I have a headache.

We pull into the garage and Kit carries me inside and straight up to our bedroom. He lays me down in bed, tucking me in before he checks my forehead for a fever. He frowns before he turns and grabs me some Tylenol out of the bathroom cabinet.

“I’m going to make some soup for you, Princess. Can’t have my girl getting sick.”

I nod at him as I swallow the pills and he kisses my forehead once more before he heads back down to the kitchen. I sigh as I sink back against the pillows and try to organize all of my thoughts. I just need to come up with a plan and then everything will be better. I’ll stop stressing and things can go back to normal.

That night Kit brings me dinner in bed and draws me a bath before he tucks us both in.How could anyone not love this guy? He’s so sweet and caring and he gives me more orgasms than I know what to do with. He’s perfect.

He holds me, stroking my hair and back as I slowly drift to sleep.

FOURTEEN

Kit

It’s beentwenty-four hours and Stella is still acting weird.

I had been worried last night when she said she wasn’t feeling well but she didn’t have a fever and so I was hoping that it was just a headache and she’d be back to normal this morning. Instead, she was still barely talking and I’ve caught her staring off into space a couple of times throughout the day. Every time I try to ask her what’s wrong though she just keeps saying nothing.

I don’t like her hiding things from me and I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. I miss seeing Stella’s beautiful eyes on me and hearing her smooth voice as we talk about everything under the sun.

“What did you do to your girl?” Brooks asks as he leans against the boxing ring, wiping the sweat off his face with a towel.

“What? What do you mean?” I ask distracted.

“She’s been acting weird around you lately.”

He’s noticed it too. So, I’m not just imagining it.

“I don’t know,” I admit.

Finn and Niall are sparring in the ring and I know that Jameson left early today. His nephew was sick or something so he’s headed home to take care of him. He’s the little guys legal guardian now that his brother and sister in law passed and I know that he’s been having a bit of a rough time adjusting to his new duties so I’ve been trying to be more lenient with his training.

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