Still waiting.
I roll my eyes and swing the door open. “I’m coming, I’m?—”
I freeze in the doorway. Leaning against the wall next to Dustin’s door is…holy mother…it’s him.Thehim. The guy.
He’s texting on his phone, but even with his eyes downcast, I can still take in his features. He’s dressed casually in a pair of dark jeans that hug what can only be thick thighs. The light blue shirt he’s wearing forms to his body, showing off more muscles. Was he that muscular the other night? I only distinctly remember his face…and the sex of course. I mean, I knew he had muscles, but this much muscle?
When I say nothing more and continue to stand in the doorway, he lifts his attention away from his phone and settles it on me. A slow smile spreads across his face, almost like the cat got the mouse.
I gulp.
I thought I’d never see him again, but there he stands, hot as ever, his eyes on me, his smile directed at me.
He pockets his phone and crosses his arms.
I mentally curse. What is he doing here?
“Took you long enough, Avery,” Dustin grumbles.
His words snap me from my frozen state. “Sorry,” I say as I slowly shut the door behind me and step farther out into the hallway. It’s the only word I can manage at this moment.
“Avery, huh?” my one-night stander says, the grin still on his face.
Dustin turns to him for a moment and then introduces us. “Avery, this is Reid, my best friend. Reid, this is Avery.”
I clear my throat and fidget, remembering that I had told Reid my name was Sarah. Crap.Crap, crap, crap.
“She’s my sister,” he continues.
“The sister you always talk about,” Reid murmurs, his eyes still glued to me. “I didn’t know she moved in across from you.”
Dustin rubs the back of his neck. “Must have slipped my mind.”
“Were you at the party the other night?” Reid’s grin broadens even wider, and I know, just by that look, that he remembers me.
I glance away, “I might have been.”
“She probably left before you got there,” Dustin chimes in. “She didn’t stay long.”
Wetting my bottom lip, I feel heat redden my cheeks. If only he knew.
“That’s too bad,” Reid murmurs. Sarcastically, he adds, “I definitely would have remembered you.”
I flick my gaze back to his, pleading that he doesn’t spill our secret. His eyebrows raise at our silent conversation, but he says nothing, thankfully.
Dustin picks up on our silence, on the look on my face and the expression on Reid’s. “Am I missing something?”
“No!” I say too quickly. “He just…ah—no. We should get going.”
“Yes, we should,” Reid says, pushing off the wall.
I frown and my heart picks up pace. “We?”
“He got invited too,” Dustin says, flicking his thumb over his shoulder at his best friend.
My stomach drops. This can’t be happening. What did I do to deserve such treatment from the universe? I can’t ride in the same car with the guy who smells like heaven. “Um. You guys go ahead. I forgot my keys inside. I’ll just drive myself.”
Dustin scowls. “You will not.”
