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Chapter Nine
One Month Later
“Spencer told me he could get lost in these eyes of mine for days,” Christina announces on a sigh.
“Your eyes are cold and lifeless,” Charlie says, scowling, making me and Elijah crack up laughing.
“Shut up, Charlie,” she says, huffing. “I didn’t even know you were standing there.”
“Clearly,” he says in a dry tone, then looks to me. “What do you think of the guy, Bree?”
“That’s her future brother-in-law, so she’s a little biased,” Christina says, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
Charlie flashes me a droll look, like he expected better from me or something. “The two of you have horrible taste in men.”
“Maybe that’s why we’re friends,” Christina suggests. “We have that in common. Friendship is based on mutual interests. We should start a group. For women with terrible choice in men to vent to each other.”
“I can’t even deal with you,” I tell her, shoulders shaking as I try and contain my laughter. “Stop egging him on.”
“I can’t believe you didn’t give me a chance, but you gave creepy hot guy a chance,” Elijah grumbles, shaking his head. “And then when he breaks your heart, you’re going to say that there are no good men out there.” He points to himself. “Even though one was standing here the whole time! Sure, I might have a little tattoo envy, but I can already tell that he’s bad news.”
“All right, everyone calm down,” I say, rolling my eyes at their theatrics. Did I only hire people with dramatic flair? It seems that way. “I’m not going to spend this shift chatting about my love life.”
Or lack thereof. It’s been a month since Sylar’s been in my life, and we haven’t even kissed.
Why won’t he kiss me? Am I that unkissable? I touch my lips with my index finger.
He needs to kiss me. Or maybe I’m playing it all wrong and need to take things into my own hands.
“What are you thinking about?” Christina asks me.
I drop my finger from my lips. “Just wondering how Whiskers is doing.”
She makes a face. “He’s shitting and pissing all over my house.”
“That’s what you get for lying about losing a cat,” I say, smirking at her. When Spencer gave her the kitten as a gift, I thought she was going to cry, and not from happy tears. I know she will look after him though. Deep inside, Christina has a heart of gold.
“I’m thinking about pretending I lost him, too.”
Deep, deep inside.
“He’s cute,” I say, shrugging. “And pets are forever. He’s family now. You can’t get rid of family, and you don’t always like them either.”
“True,” she replies, sending a look in her brother’s direction.
“Okay, we need to do some work. Elijah, you do the stocktake. Charlie, you do the store run. Christina, you clean the restaurant.”
“Okay,” they all grumble, leaving me alone to my thoughts. We’ve been seeing each other nearly every day, getting to know each other and enjoying each other’s company, so why doesn’t he want to take things further? I mean, we hold hands and touch each other, so it’s clearly more than a friendship, but we aren’t lovers, because he hasn’t touched me in a sexual way. Still, I do just like being around him. I don’t think I’ve been this happy in a long time. Sylar is unlike anyone I’ve ever met, and anyone I probably will ever meet.
Still, if I have to hear about Christina’s epic sex life with his brother again, I’m going to have to scream.
After work I head straight home and find Sylar’s car there. With his help, I’ve done more work on the house than ever before, and it’s starting to look amazing. Sylar and Spencer both know so much about trade work, and I’m learning so much from the two of them.
“Hey,” I say, walking over to him as we both get out of our cars. He opens his arms and I go right to him, resting my head on his chest, his arms wrapping me in his safety and warmth.
“How was work?” he asks, kissing the top of my head. Okay, so that he will do, but his lips haven’t touched mine just yet.
“Not bad,” I say, closing my eyes. “How was your day?”
