He chuckles and winks. “We’ll play slap and tickle another time.”
I shake my head as I go to the door. After I unlock it, I turn toward him. “Wait, when will I see you again?”
He never answered my question.
“How about brunch on Sunday?” He goes down a few more steps with a boyish smile that makes my heart spin.
“What’s with you and brunch?” I push the door open behind me and hear the beeping of the alarm system.
“Brunch is the perfect meal, princess. Everyone can get exactly what they want. Now go inside so I can go home and imagine you in my bed.” He steps down to the sidewalk.
The temptation to ask him in is on the tip of my tongue, but my insides are all tangled up.
“Good night.” I step through the door.
“Good night, princess. Sweet dreams.”
Chapter 20
Unbalanced
Sara
Something heavy drops on the floor, waking me from a deep sleep. I bolt upright, completely disoriented. Peabody barks furiously into the darkness.
I’m on the couch. Fuck, why am I on the couch?
“Peabody,” I whisper yell.
“Fuck.” A man’s voice has my heart racing.
I fumble for the light, and for a moment, it blinds me.
“Call off the little bastard.” Wyatt’s voice calms my heart. Peabody makes enough noise to wake the dead.
“Peabody, leave Wyatt alone.” I rub my eyes, trying to remember what the hell happened.
Peabody jumps on my lap and growls in Wyatt’s direction.
“Peabody,” I scold, but he just settles on me, never taking his eyes off Wyatt.
I finally look up at him. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt. There’s a small table on its side behind him.
“What are you doing here?”
“Why are you down here?”
We speak at exactly the same time. Peabody growls until I pet him. I don’t know why Peabody doesn’t like Wyatt. Tom always encouraged it though.
“What do you mean why am I down here?” I smooth my dress down. After Drew left, I watched some TV and I must have fallen asleep. It’s been a while because the TV shut off.
“You weren’t in your room.” He points to the staircase.
My eyes narrow on him. Something isn’t lining up. “How do you know that, Wyatt Hawkins?”
I stand and Peabody growls on the couch next to me as I step closer to Wyatt. The only way he’d know is if he could look in my room. There’s only one way to look in my room currently.
Some of the anger leaves Wyatt’s face and he actually looks chagrined.
