Snatching my towel off the rack, I pulled it around my waist and stepped out, going down the hall. That knocking came again, and I unlocked the door quickly, a growl leaving me as I damn near pulled the fucker off the hinges.
“Hey, neighbor.Oh my god.”
All my anger vanished into smoke and my mouth fell open as I came face to face with Avery.
“What are you doing?” I rasped.
Her cheeks turned scarlet and she planted her hand against my chest, shoving me back into the house. “Someone is gonna see you, Levi Rayburn. You fucking idiot.”
“I’m the idiot?” I rasped as the door shut behind her. “Why were you knocking on my door?”
“Because I wanted to see you.”
Oh.My mouth ran dry. I became all too aware of the fact that I was only wearing a towel.
And Avery . . .
God, she was wearing a sundress.
“Avery,” I choked out. “You should go.”
She raised a brow. “Do you want me to?”
No.No, I wanted her to stay. “I . . .”
She leaned up on her tiptoes, but still wasn’t tall enough to kiss me. Her fingers looped around the towel, and with a gentle tug, it fell to the floor.
“Woman,” I whispered. “I was in the shower, about to come while thinking about fucking you. And now you’re here.”
“And now I’m here,” she murmured, her eyes drifting down to my cock. Her eyes widened. “Oh my god. You’re . . .”
“Hard.”
“Very hard.” She swallowed, her gaze meeting mine. “I have a thought. Well, a proposition.”
I was standing buck-ass naked in the foyer, and she had a proposition?
“Avery . . .”
“So, here’s the thing. I want you. Really bad.”
Fuck.
“And we have a date with Mateo tomorrow night. But I’ve been with Mateo. And so have you. Right?”
I nodded, trying to make my mind work. All my blood was in my damn cock.Sixty-nine squared is four thousand seven hundred and sixty-one—oh god, sixty nine?—
“And I think you want me,” she said quickly. “I mean, I’m not entirely sure?—”
“Look down again and try to tell me you’re not sure I want you.” Her eyes slid back to my cock, and it perked in response. “Iwantyou, Avery.”
Avery’s throat worked as she swallowed hard. “I really want you too. And I just think maybe we should see how we are together, one-on-one, before doing something with Mateo. Because I don’t think we’re just going to have a date tomorrow night.”
“I don’t either.”
“Right. Well, you’re naked. So.”
She grabbed the hem of her sundress and started to lift it, but I grabbed her wrist, stopping her before she pulled it all the way off. “Stop. Hold on. Jesus Christ, Avery.”
