Grabbing my phone again, I bring up his contact and hover my finger above it.Future Husbandglares back at me, daring me to call him. We had a great chat, but when I saw how he put his name in my phone, I almost changed it. I shouldn’t encourage him, but there’s a small part of me that really enjoys his crazy.
Deciding I won’t call him back, I go to turn off the screen, but my finger hits the call button instead.Shit. Trying to quickly disconnect it, I cringe and toss my phone.What is wrong with me?
A knock at the door has me jumping through my skin. I have a sinking feeling that I know who’s on the other side of the door.
“My friend Mila, are you there?” Kash’s voice calls out. “I have a surprise for you.”
Maybe if I just lie here, he’ll think I’m out.
“Your light is on; I thought you might be up still,” he shouts.
Crap. Tossing my blanket to the side, I take in my appearance and swear. My hair is in a messy bun, and I’m just lounging around in sweats and a sweatshirt. Oh well. We aren’t dating, so this is what he gets.
Opening the door, I find Kash on the other side with his ever-permanent smile. As he walks past and invites himself into my apartment, I fight the urge to sigh. I don’t normally have men up here, so this feels weirder than it should. It has nothing to do with the fact that I don’t fully trust myself around him. He looks hot as always. His hair is pulled back, face free of scruff, brown eyes lit with happiness, and I won’t even mention the way he fills his sweatshirt.
“Cute place, Sunshine. It suits you.” He wanders into the living room, where my phone now sits on the couch. He turns and gives me a questioning glance.
“Thanks. I was just folding some laundry in my room,” I lie through my teeth. My laundry is still sitting in a basket in my bedroom, waiting for me to do something with it. I can’t tell him I ignored his call intentionally.
“Sure.” He nods.
“So, you said you had a surprise for me?” I bring his wandering attention back to me. The sooner I can get him to leave, the better.
Smiling, he looks me over. “Yes, but you can’t go out like that.” He gestures to my lounge wear.
“Excuse me?” Well, that was rude.
“Sorry. That came out wrong. We’re going somewhere, and it’s cold out, so I figured layers would be better. I think you look beautiful, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“Oh.” Well, now I feel like a jerk. “Where are we going? Are we meeting up with the others?” Turning to head back to my room, I hear his footsteps behind me. “What are you doing?” I turn and stop him.
“So, I’m not invited to your bedroom? Got it. I’ll wait out here.” Looking disappointed, he walks back toward the living room.
“I’ll get changed real quick. Help yourself to a drink, just notfrom the faucet. It’s been a bit iffy lately.” Running into my room, I shut the door.Layers,he said. I can do this. I shouldn’t be curious or entertaining him, but I can’t help it. It’s not every day a six-foot tall, gorgeous man appears at your doorway and tells you to get ready, he has a surprise.
Shoving down the feeling of excitement, I find a pair of fleece leggings and quickly change. Pulling them up, I grab a pair of jeans to layer over the top. Tossing on a thermal from out of my laundry basket, I change into that before tugging on my sweatshirt again.
Heading back out to the living room, I find Kash sitting on my couch like he belongs there. He has a couple of blankets on his lap. As I approach, he gives me an appraising look.
“Perfect. You need a hat and gloves. Just to be sure.”
Grabbing my jacket and accessories as requested, I turn toward him. “Okay, now what?”
“Now, we go. I have the best surprise for you, Mila.” Kash grabs my keys from the table, and gestures for me to follow him.
“You’re not kidnapping me, are you?” I ask as I walk out the door behind him.
Locking my door, he shakes his head. “Tempting, but no. Although, if I was going to kidnap you, I’d never admit to it.”
“Comforting.” I shake my head but find myself interested in his plans.
Heading downstairs, we exit into the alley behind my building. “Let’s go, Sunshine. You’re riding with me.”
When he leads me toward a dark SUV in the parking lot, I start to question my own sanity. Kash opens my door and softly shuts it once I’m set. As he rounds the vehicle, I suddenly feel apprehensive.He wouldn’t kidnap me, right?
Kash gets situated in his seat, then turns on the engine, looking at me. “You ready?”
“I guess, even though I don’t know where we’re going.”
