“Thanks Monte, you’re the best.”
Unable to stop myself, I glanced back at them, half expecting to see him kiss her or something. But he just nodded and closed the door, leaving the two of us alone.
Still, I couldn’t seem to just let it go.
My arms crossed over my chest as I glared at him. I knew I was being irrationally jealous, but I couldn’t seem to control that.
“What the hell was that about? You made plans with her this afternoon?”
He shook his head and grimaced. “It’s not what you think. I told you I help out around here sometimes. One of the guys couldn’t make it in because of the roads. So when I checked in last night, she asked me to pitch in for a couple hours today. Of course, I said yes.”
“Oh.”
“And what the hell was that you were doing? You looked like you had a stick up your ass. Why were you acting like that?”
Oh no, he noticed. I had clearly let my guard down too much with him if he had noticed that.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied.
He scowled at me. “That’s bullshit. You knew exactly what you were doing. You were in complete control. It just wasn’t you, Zoey. And just so you know, I can tell when you’re lying.”
“What?”
He smirked.
“Were you just lying?”
He shrugged.
Shit. Can he read me that well or not? Is he just messing with me? At this rate Monte was going to make me paranoid.
“Wow. Check this place out,” he said, completely changing the subject.
I wanted to press him for more, but I instinctively looked around.
“Holy shit.”
The place was enormous, with a big open concept broken out in a kitchen, dining area, and living room with a big u-shaped couch with an enormous fireplace focal set between floor to ceiling windows on either side that provided gorgeous views of the surrounding mountains.
“It’s beautiful,” I reverently whispered.
There were four doors off the room, two on each side. We both scrambled to the nearest to check out the rest of the place.
“Bedroom,” Monte said at the first door, then opened it.
We peeked inside to find he was right. Though I surprised myself by feeling disappointed that it had two beds. The room next to it was exactly the same and the two rooms connected with a shared bathroom. Across from the first door we opened we found a half bath and then the last door opened to a cavernous bedroom.
“This is huge.”
Monte frowned. “Bed’s too big.”
“It’s a king bed.”
“I can see that. It’s too big. I’d rather have a smaller one.”
“There are four smaller ones in the other rooms. But why do you want smaller?”
“Because you’re more likely to cuddle me tonight. I’m liable to lose you in this one. Too much room for you to roll away.”
