“Thank you. I’d love that,” she says.
“Do I also get an invitation?”
“We’ll see,” he says.
I chuckle.
“Do you need a ride?”
His phone chimes before he can answer me.
He glances at the screen. “Thanks. The chauffeured car is here.”
“Anytime.”
His gaze bounces from mine to Keira’s. “You two don’t need a back seat passenger, anyway.” He grins. “All right, I’m off. Keira, welcome back to LA and I can’t wait to see you at my place.”
“Thank you, Shane. I can’t wait.”
“Rhys. I’ll see you around.” He pats me on the shoulder.
“Absolutely.”
With that, he’s gone.
“You must be tired. Let’s grab—” I stop midsentence, my eyes searching around her.
“What are you looking for?” She mimicking me.
“Where’s the rest of your luggage?” I point to the backpack at her feet.
“Michaela and I left our luggage at the concierge desk of our budget-friendly hotel to grab a quick meal before leaving. When we got back, our luggage was nowhere to be found.”
My eyes widen. “What?”
“Yeah. Leaving Bangkok was a freaking nightmare.”
My protectiveness flares at her admission. “Your luggage just disappeared?”
“It’s not clear if our stuff was stolen or misplaced, but we didn’t want to miss our flights. After a frustrating half-hour of useless explanation from the hotel manager, we made the decision to leave the little belongings we had behind.”
“You poor thing.”
“I know, right? When it rains, it pours.”
I pick up her backpack before circling her shoulders with one arm. “Don’t worry, Cocoa Puffs, I’ll take care of you.” I pull her closer to me.
She looks up and rolls her eyes… but that doesn’t stop her smile.
One look is all it took to flame my attraction for her.
As if the distance tampered it to begin with.
Hugging her jacked up my desire to unreasonable levels.
Which is why I find myself in this predicament.
Trailing behind Keira is an ungodly test of the unshakable bound of my friendship with Noah. I can’t help but zero in on her legs.