Page 120 of The Wolfs of New York


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“I had a couple of days off. It made sense to make the move while I had the time.”

“It sounds like you made the right choice.” Liam falls into step behind me.

“It’s a good move for me right now.” I turn and tap him in the middle of the chest with my knuckles. “I’ll hang out there for a few months and then start looking for a new apartment to buy.”

“Tell her you’re sorry that you inadvertently showed her your dick.” He puts his hand on the doorknob. “Don’t make a big deal about it. Apologize and move on.”

“You think?” I ask as he swings open the door.

“I know, “ he responds with a pat on my back. “Now, get lost. I’ve got work to do.”

“I’m Sebastian Wolf,”I say, holding out my hand toward her as she closes the apartment door.

She looks down at my outstretched palm before her gaze slides to the table behind me. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. “I’m Matilda.”

Matilda.

Maya calls her Tilly. Julian does too, but the first time he ever mentioned her to me he referred to her as Matilda.

I prefer it. It suits her.

She’s beautiful. Her hair is long, brown and falling in waves around her shoulders. Her eyes are big and blue.

She can’t be much taller than five-foot-six since I’m towering above her.

Her hand drops in mine for a quick shake before she tugs it away.

“Did you buy those?” She cants her head to the left. “There were some flowers in that vase that Maya and Julian bought for my birthday, but they’re gone now.”

I glance over my shoulder at the bouquet of mixed red and yellow blossoms I picked up at the florist down the street on my way home from Liam’s office. “I noticed they were dead, so I thought I’d replace them with a new bunch.”

She brushes past me to smell them. “They’re beautiful.”

No, she is.

I shake off the thought and weigh my next words. “Matilda, I need to say something.”

She straightens. “What is it?”

I swallow, hoping that my instinct isn’t steering me wrong. I want to clear the air so we can start off as roommates on the right foot. “I wasn’t expecting you to come home last night.”

“Maya told me that.” She glances down briefly before her gaze locks on my face. “She said that she explained to you that I would be out of town for a few more days, but my plans changed. I had no idea who you were last night. I thought you were here to see my last roommate.”

I don’t see the point in prolonging this, so I dive in. “I don’t know how long you were standing near the doorway when I noticed you, but if you saw me without...”

“I did,” she admits as her gaze trails down my gray T-shirt and faded jeans. “I saw you by the window without any clothes on.”

“I’m sorry.” I scrub the back of my neck with my hand. “I don’t want this to be a big deal.”

“It’s fine.” She blows out a short breath. “We don’t have to make it into a big deal.”

“I would have had pants on if I knew you were on your way home.”

“That’s good to know,” she says with a small smile. “Let’s make a rule that if either of us is in a common area, we need to be dressed. Agreed?”

“Agreed.” I shove my hands into the front pocket of my jeans. “I’ll only take my clothes off in my bedroom or when I shower.”

Her gaze goes to the flowers again before she looks directly at me. “Since we’re in agreement that what happened last night isn’t a big deal, I don’t see any reason for either of us to mention it to Maya or Julian.”