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Guilty.
“What if I’m in your apartment, living with you?” I asked. “Would we be pretending we’re not going to have sex? Or would we just admit it and get right to it instead of dancing around it for three weeks before finally ripping each other’s clothes off?”
“I say we admit it. It would actually be much easier to be discreet if we’re living together, don’t you think? Midnight meetups? It would be hot as hell.” He wrapped an arm around my waist and dropped his gaze to my lips.
“You think it’s less risky at home than at the office?” I wasn’t sure I was buying that, but it was his apartment, his children.
“Absolutely.”
“Let me think about it.”
His jaw dropped.
I laughed. “I’m kidding.”
He gave a sigh of relief. “You’re hilarious, did you know that? Very entertaining.”
“I’m a good time,” I said, kissing him briefly, teasingly.
“Oh, I know. And you like parties and sushi and donuts.” He nuzzled into my neck.
“We need to go downstairs,” I told him, before he got carried away again.
“I really wish the girls weren’t in the building.”
“You don’t always get what you want,” I said. “But sometimes instead you get exactly what you need.”
I meant it flippantly.
But Brandon pulled back and gave me an intense look. “Yeah. Sometimes you do.”
His tone made me shiver.
That was a dangerous tone.
It made me feel that if I wasn’t careful, I could fall for Brandon Macnamara.
Which would be a serious personal foul.
Chapter Nine
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Elijah asked me as we stood in the very back of my bedroom watching the movers remove the last decade of my life.
“No. But I don’t have a choice.” I didn’t need the bed frame at Brandon’s, so I was giving it to Elijah. He’d rejected the mattress saying he didn’t do used mattresses.
“What happened to the air-conditioning?” he asked, fanning himself. “It’s a million degrees in here.”
“I sold the window unit to my neighbor.” He was right. The apartment was sweltering. Summer was having a heyday.
The plan had been to wait until mid-September to move into Brandon’s, but he didn’t see the point of that when I had to spend the night tonight because he would be out of town for the next day’s game. So in a matter of two days, he had managed to get my whole world packed up with a couple of phone calls. I suspected Carson had been doing the bulk of the arrangements. He was the one who had me signing electronic documents for tax purposes and non-disclosure papers.
I also thought that he probably was the one who had paid my landlord my back rent on Brandon’s orders. At first, I thought maybe my friends had chipped in to get me square, but then when my landlord stopped by to get my keys earlier, he had said, “Tell Macnamara we need to get to the playoffs.”
He would not have known that I even knew Brandon unless Brandon had paid my back rent.
“Are you sure Coach Sexy Ass won’t care that I’m coming with you to help you get your room together?”
“He said he didn’t care at all. I think he wants to make sure I’m settled in as fast as possible. He has to leave at eight o’clock for New Orleans.”
