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She had been with him since she hurt her foot. When did he have time to make a phone call? “When did you do that?”
“Don’t worry about it.” He held his hand up. “Keys.”
She sighed and pulled the house key from the rest and held it up for him. With a shake of his head at all the keychains, he took the keys from her. “So unnecessary,” he muttered.
“This whole situation is unnecessary.”
He pushed the door open and looked down at her, blue eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and amusement. “Get over it. You’re stuck with me.”
Chapter 14
As Enzo carried Cami up the staircase with minimal effort, he couldn’t help noticing how well her fit body sat perfectly in his arms as her breasts bounced with each step he took. She smelled of coffee beans and vanilla, the scent surrounding him and making him crave her.
Coming to her place might have been a bad idea, but he was here, and he wasn’t about to abandon her because he couldn’t control himself. He swallowed down the desire to lean in closer to her scent, and focused on not missing a step.
He got to the landing, and Cami pointed to the right. “Living room is that way.”
Unfolded laundry sat in a pile at the edge of a gray sectional. Light pink accent pillows were haphazardly tossed about, and a pink knitted blanket was draped over the back of the far-right arm. A tufted white coffee table sat on a gray area rug and was covered in scattered sheets of paper.
A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, and on the walls silver frames held black and white pictures. The place looked like the making of a magazine shoot before the cleanup crew came in.
“Nice place,” he said.
“I didn’t have time to clean this morning.”
“How long has the laundry been sitting there?” he asked, nodding to the pile. “Be honest.”
“A few days.”
He placed her on the couch, and she immediately tried to get up. He stood in front of her, blocking her path. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Her head lifted in defiance. “To get an ice pack.”
Even hurt she couldn’t relinquish control.
“I’ll get the ice pack. You stay.”
“I’m not a dog.”
“No, you’re not. A dog listens better.” He turned to the kitchen that was attached to the living room, separated by an L-shaped island.
He opened the freezer.
“On the door,” Cami called from her spot on the couch.
With a shake of his head, he scanned the door and grabbed the ice pack. He glanced around the kitchen.
“Hand towels are in the middle drawer to the right of the fridge.”
He retrieved a hand towel and laughed at the quote: “You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy coffee and that’s pretty close.”
He wrapped the ice pack and brought it to Cami who was cleaning up the papers on the coffee table that looked more like an oversized ottoman.
“What is all that?” he asked.
“New designs for the coffee mugs I sell in my shop. I’m having a hard time deciding.”
“What’s wrong with what you have now?”
