Nadia: Can’t wait to finally meet you.
Nadia: We’re going to have such a good time.
A low growl escaped my mouth. Fuck.
“Thought I’d find you here,” Derek suddenly said, squeezing my shoulder.
Double fuck. He was the very last person I wanted to talk to right now.
“What are you doing here?” I asked through gritted teeth.
“Down in the city for a bit. Thought I’d come see you.”
“You came to my place yesterday?”
“Pretty girl answered the door,” he said. “Athena, was it?”
I sipped on my vodka. So, Heather hadn’t been lying or trying to get the best of me when they were over this morning. Athena had been alone yesterday with Derek, and it pissed me off to no end.
For a moment earlier, I’d thought that she had made up some excuse to Heather that Derek had been over last night. Maybe to make me angry, to see how I’d react, or to hide what had really happened this morning.
But Derek had been over, and she hadn’t even told me about it.
Though … I wasn’t sure when she would have had a chance. As soon as I had found out that she saw my videos this morning, I pounced on her and then left her to her friends. And when I had come home, I couldn’t keep my hands off her.
After swishing the vodka in my mouth, I swallowed. “Mmhmm.”
“You fucking her?”
“We’re friends,” I said because I didn’t want to turn it into this whole thing. I wasn’t sure how Athena felt about me yet. I was too scared to ask and ruin the friendship we had built over the past few years.
“Just friends? Huh.”
My gaze dropped to my drink, and I swayed the alcohol in the glass. “Just friends.”
“You’re letting a baddie walk around your house, and you haven’t even been tempted to”—a low chuckle came out of my idiot brother’s mouth—“you know, sleep with her?” He stretched out on the stool. “If it were me, I would’ve tapped that the day she moved in.”
“I bet you would’ve,” I murmured.
He only cared about a good fuck.
“She’s got a nice ass, but her tits need wor?—”
“She doesn’t need anything,” I snarled, glaring at him and hoping that he’d fucking leave already while I figured out what I was going to do—both with Athena and now with Nadia texting me nonstop too. “What do you want anyway? Why are you here?”
“Mom and Dad are hosting a party at the end of January. You coming?”
“No.”
“Ah, come on.” He slung his arm over my shoulders. “It’ll be fun.”
“I have work.”
He dramatically rolled his eyes. “Work this and work that. It’s not like you need the money. Grandpap is about to kick the bucket, and we’ll get our inheritance. Why don’t you relax for once?”
“Because I like it.”
“It’s a start-up.”
