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"Oh, nothing. Just, uh... working on some features," I lie.
"What...? Hold on, I gotta turn you up. What did you say?"
Like a thief in the night, I tiptoe around a blind corner, eyes squinting in the darkness. "Just working on some features." I brave a little louder.
"Am I crazy, or are you whispering?"
Dammit.
"Yeah, sorry... The, uh... My next-door neighbors, they put in a noise complaint."
The line goes dead for a few moments, and I realize just how stupid that lie was, seeing as I spend all my time on the computer. Alone. Programming. Not uttering a word.
"Really...? That's surprising. Also, it's not even ten o'clock."
I clear my throat, dropping my voice lower as I enter a large corridor. "I think they may have got the wrong room. I don't know. I'm just playing it safe for now."
She hums, feeding into my lie, which only adds another brick onto my pile of guilt. "Makes sense. I was probably too loud last Saturday when we watched The Shining. I haven't been able to sleep since... Anyways, my class just got let out, so you know what that means."
Yes, I do. She's going out bar hopping, and I'm semi-obligated to show. "Ohh... I can't tonight, Mei."
"Boooo. That's what you said last Friday."
"The kitty litter sand trap releases next week"—not a lie—"and I still got some bugs to work through"—lie.
Completely immune to my game's ridiculous diction, Mei doesn't slip a single chuckle through the line, but she does sigh. Heavily. "Fine. But you're coming out next weekend. Even if I have to drag you by your feet."
Whew. "You won't have to," I whisper.
"Alright, well, don't work too hard."
Passing the kitchen, I pick up my pace, confident I'm in the clear, making to round another corner. "No promises. Have a good nigh—Oof."
I smack into something hard, knocking the wind straight from my lungs and almost dropping my phone. My head rattles in a daze, and I grasp against what I presume to be a wall, except... I explore with my hands... the wall is rather warm... and smells like aftershave... and is chuckling above my head?
I gasp, lurching backwards, only to trip over my own feet after I catch a full view of Hayden. Losing balance, the ceiling crosses into my vision as I freefall—
Strong hands catch my arms, tilting my world back to center—and revealing the most mouthwatering sight I've ever beheld with my own two eyes, a vision now etching itself into my consciousness that will surely haunt me forever.
Moonlight washes over Hayden's damp skin, highlighting the defined grooves of his abs and pectorals and brightens the towel wrapped low around his waist. Low enough to see the V pointing down to his...
My mouth dries like I swallowed a ladle of sand as I breathe in his glorious scent that mingles with a citrusy body wash.
"What was that?" a tiny voice asks through the speaker, right when a deeper one purrs above my head. "Did you get lost on the way back to your room, baby? Or were you looking for mine?"
I tilt my head back—and back—until I meet his smoldering eyes. A playfulness churns behind them, exactly like our mishap outside my room earlier. But this time, determined to seem unphased, I hold his gaze tightly, even though every muscle in my being wants to explore his body, to look straight down at his...
He leans forward, his nose nearly touching mine, and chuckles, the sound blasting heat between my thighs. "You can look, Jules," he whispers in the dark. "I won't tell anyone."
I open my mouth, but no words come out, not even a sound, which only satisfies him more. Time slows to a measly crawl as he sweeps a loose bang behind my ear, his touch possessive, and nicks the side of my glasses, before it travels down, down, down, sloping across my sensitive nape, shoulders, then explores the middle of my back.
I suck in a shallow breath, gravitating into him, as—
"O.M.G. Do you have a boy over?!"
Mei's quiet screech awakens my common sense. Girl, what is wrong with you??? Your brother's best friend may look like a snack, but that doesn't mean you need a taste. Hayden Kingston is bad, bad news.
I jerk back, making the mistake of pushing off his abs, which will surely linger on my fingertips for the rest of the night. He seems to know that, too, as his devilish grin grows wider, along with his already over-inflated ego.
