Page 12 of Tangled With You

“Haven’t found her yet. But when I do, I’ll know.” Her eyesnarrowed. “Are we just catching up, or is there something you want to talkabout?”

He shook his head. “No. Nothing. Just thinking about what ashit I was to Courtney.”

“You’re definitely not winning any awards over thatrelationship.”

“Yeah, I fucked up.”

“At least you know it. But the hard truth is that she wasn’tyour lobster. We just need to find our lobsters.”

She wasn’t wrong. But what if he’d already found the damnlobster, but was too scared to hold on?

* * * *

A few hours later, Ollie shifted from foot to foot as hestood outside Trevor’s condo, working up the nerve to ring the bell. Heconsidered simply leaving a note saying that he’d left the BMW in thebuilding’s garage. But then there was the question of the keys.

And the fact that he was being a total coward.

Just do it.

He did, and he could hear the echo of the chime through theclosed door. What seemed like an eternity passed, then he heard the click ofthe lock, and he held his breath as the door opened, then let it out again whenhe saw who was standing on the other side of the threshold.

Leah.

“Hey,” he said. “I figured you’d be at work today.”

It was an idiotic thing to say, primarily because itscreamed subtext: I was hoping to be alone with Trevor.

“Switched with Mario. What’s up?” She leaned casuallyagainst the doorjamb, looking for all the world like a woman without a singleclue why he was there.

He cleared his throat.

She lifted an eyebrow.

He passed her the key. “I brought Trev’s Beemer over. It’sin the garage.”

“Cool. I’ll let him know.”

“Is he here? I was hoping to talk to him, too.”

“Were you?”

The tension slipped out of his body, replaced by irritation.“What the fuck, Leah? Why the attitude?”

Her brows rose almost to her bangs, a style she’d switchedto recently, with the rest of her hair brushing her shoulders. The look suitedher, even when she was clearly irritated. “You’re really asking me that?”

“Yeah. I’m standing here in the hallway, and I’m asking youthat.”

She blew out a noisy breath. “Trevor’s out for a jog. Justgive him a call later.”

“Dammit, Leah, I—”

“For god’s sake, Ollie, are you truly that dense? You’re making him crazy.”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, come on. He’s totally hot for you. You’ve got a majorboner for him. Just go for it, already. Fuck him and see if you like it. Or ifyou just can’t deal and that’s never going to happen, then tell him so. Thenyou two can slide back into the friend zone, but that is not where you arenow.”

“Wait, wait. Hold on. We talked about that yesterday. We saidwe were rewinding.”