“And leave you alone in my apartment? I think not.”
Stepping closer to me, I get a brief hint of his cologne. Being this close to him sends a shiver through me. I was hoping he still wouldn’t have this effect on my body.
“Don’t you trust me?” he softly questions, a mischievous grin on his face.
“Absolutely not. How do I know you’re not going to snoop or go through my stuff?” I ask with a raised brow.
He tilts his head to the side, as if actually considering it. “Hmm. You might be onto something. I wouldn’t trust me either.”
“Let me help you with it at least,” I offer. “I found a video that tells you how to fix it.”
Nodding, he strips his sweatshirt over his head, careful not to snag his hair, leaving him in a short-sleeved black tee. Trying not tostare at the flash of skin and ink I see on his torso, I quickly avert my eyes.How much of his body is covered in ink?
“There we go. Wouldn’t want to get my sweatshirt messy.”
I watch as he lowers his large frame to the floor and tries to fit under my sink to work on it. I give it five minutes before he can’t figure it out.
“I can feel you staring at me.”
“I’m not staring.”
“So, are you just enjoying the show then?”
“You fixing my pipe is a show?” I ask with a very unladylike snort.
“Mhmm,” he murmurs without looking away from his task. “We’ll pretend you didn’t eye me up like a snack when I took my sweatshirt off. If you want, I can do more.”
I’m about to tell him he’s being ridiculous, because as much as I wouldn’t mind seeing the rest of that piece on his torso, I know better. My phone’s ringtone cuts me off. Seeing that it’s Joelle, I panic.
“Hey. What’s going on?”
“Mara got in and said you guys have an issue with a vendor. Can you come down here? It’s a bit busy out front, and Mara said it’s one of your supply guys, so she asked if I could call you real quick. Sorry.”
“No. It’s fine. I’ll be down in a second.”
Quickly hanging up, I tap Kash’s leg with my foot. “Behave yourself. I have to run downstairs for a few minutes to talk to Mara.”
Sliding out from under the sink, he sits upright and focuses his attention on me. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah. Something about one of our vendors and an issue. I’ll be back soon.”
“Okay.” He nods, leaning back down and shifting under the sink. “I got this. No worries.”
“Erm. Thanks, Kash. I owe you one.”
“Don’t worry, Sunshine. I’m here whenever you’re ready to let me cash that in.” He chuckles, “Cash, Kash. Get it?”
Even though he can’t see me, I roll my eyes. “Yeah. Har har. Be right back.”
“I’m good here. I already know exactly what I’m doing.”
Nodding, I don’t offer an answer as I head out the door. I know I was going to fix it myself, but Kash seems pretty confident in his abilities, so I’m going to trust him. What could possibly go wrong?
Chapter Fifteen
Kash
Oh, I am so fucking up her pipes. I’m not sure how I’m going to make it happen, but the universe has given me the best gift in the form of a solution to my problem. I want to spend more time with Mila, and what better way to spend time with her than to get her to move in with me?
