“What’s the plan?” Kristen asked, breaking off the kiss only to moan softly when he brushed his lips against hers one last time and-
“To make you fall in love with me.”
CHAPTER 24
He may have fucked this one up, Garrett thought with a heavy sigh as he made his way up his front steps and let himself inside. But even knowing that, he couldn’t regret kissing her.
Not when he wanted to kiss her again.
Christ, he wanted to do more than that, but that wasn’t an option yet. Not if he wanted this plan to work, which meant that he had to let her take the lead and pray that it didn’t kill him in the process. He-
“Start talking,” the small woman hanging off his back demanded as she tightened her hold around his shoulders. That was followed by more wiggling, cursing, grumbling, and a heavy sigh as she gave up trying to take him down with what he could only assume was supposed to be a chokehold and simply hung there.
“Where do you want to do this, the bedroom or the office?” Garrett asked as he stood there, biting back a yawn.
There was a slight pause before he heard the muttered, “Bedroom,” against his back.
Nodding, he made his way past the frame he put up for the stairs and headed towards the back. Within seconds, he wascutting through the kitchen and making his way up the back stairs, careful of the small woman grumbling against his back as he went and headed towards his room. He paused by the door to toe off his shoes as he reached back and pulled the small woman, who refused to release her hold on him until he talked, off his back and tossed her on the bed next to the dog.
“Bastard,” came the muffled mutter against his comforter as he made his way to the bathroom, deciding that it would probably be for the best if he gave her a few minutes to regroup.
He closed the door behind him and-
“Evil bastard.”
-couldn’t help but chuckle when he heard the grumbling begin. That was followed by a heartfelt sigh and-
“Guten Tag?”
So. Fucking. Adorable, Garrett thought as he reached back and grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled it off while he listened to Kristen try to win Blanket over in the other room with a few basic words in German. He tossed his shirt on the hamper before he unsnapped his jeans and shoved them down along with his boxer briefs and tossed them on the hamper along with his socks.
As he climbed into the shower and turned on the water, he couldn’t help but wonder what her next move was going to be, wait to ambush him in his room with an adorable glare or-
“What game are you playing at?” came the demand as the bathroom door was suddenly thrown open.
“What makes you think that I’m playing a game?” Garrett asked, dipping his head beneath the hot water as he heard the shower door slide back open seconds before hefeltthe glare aimed at the middle of his back.
“It’s either that or you’re really trying to piss me off,” Kristen bit out, making his lips twitch.
“Always a possibility,” Garrett drawled as he glanced over his shoulder and-
“Is that my tee-shirt?” he found himself asking as he took in the Bradford Construction tee-shirt that she was wearing, the same one that she most likely found after tearing through his bureau.
“Mine now. Consider it payment for pissing me off,” Kristen said, crossing her arms over her chest as she sent him a look that dared him to bitch about it, but that was the last thing that he wanted to do.
He liked the way that she looked in his shirt, especially since she’d ditched her pants, giving him an unobstructed view of short, shapely tan legs and cute little toes. She-
Had him frowning as she cleared her throat, drawing his attention to find her glaring at him as she gestured for him to step aside. Curious to see what she was up to, he stepped out of the way as she moved past him, adjusted the temperature of the water to scalding and released a satisfied sigh as she stole his spot, leaving him with no choice but to glare down at the little brat.
“Is there a reason why you felt the need to commandeer my shower and my shirt?” Garrett asked as he watched her readjust the showerhead so that the hot water hit her just right, leaving him standing to the side, freezing his ass off.
“Did I not mention that you pissed me off?” Kristen asked, closing her eyes and dropped her head back while she released a happy little sigh that had his hands twitching with the need to spank her ass.
“I believe it was mentioned,” Garrett bit out.
“Then, this shouldn’t surprise you,” Kristen said, not really sounding all that concerned that he was naked or freezing his ass off.
“This couldn’t have waited until after my shower?” Garrett asked, glaring down at her for a few more seconds before he gave up, grabbed the bottle of shampoo off the shelf as he dipped his head beneath the spray of hot water and-
