Something So Perfect (Something So 2)

“I’ll go get that while you look around,” I tell him, walking out, because the only thing I could concentrate on was him naked in the shower while the water fell off his strong shoulders cascading around him. Me in front of him while he bends over to kiss me. I let the delivery guy in and start putting the things away when I hear him coming down the stairs obviously talking to someone.

He walks into the room with the phone in front of him. “This is the kitchen,” he says to whoever is on the other line and I hear a girl’s voice. My stomach rolls with a wave. “That’s Karrie.”

I turn to glare at him till he turns the phone around to show me a beautiful woman.

“Babe, this is my mom.” The minute babe comes out of his mouth in front of his mother my eyes go as big as saucers.

“Hi”—I wave at her—“nice to meet you. I’m Karrie, not babe.” I glare at him while I hear his mother laughing.

“Oh, she’s beautiful,” she says, and I smile at her while I hear about fifteen voices in the background all asking to see. She turns the phone where I see two twins with strawberry blond hair get into the picture.

“I’m Zoe. This is Zara. You should know that he stinks when he goes to the bathroom. Like garbage.” And then the phone is ripped from my hand where I belly laugh as he calls them little shits, and their mother shoos them away.

“Let me see her. I didn’t see her.” I hear again from another female voice.

He hands me back the phone where I see the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, another strawberry blonde, aqua blue eyes shaped oval.

“OMG, he’s so fucked.” Is all she says till Matthew’s mom snaps, “Watch your mouth!”

I smile back at his sister, telling her that she is beautiful. She shrugs her shoulders as if she hears it all the time.

“So you are going to be the one holding my brother’s leash?” She laughs while I look over at Matthew, who is now rubbing his hands over his face, making his shirt move up a little, showing me the waist with his Calvins coming out.

“I don’t know about a leash, but I’ll be tied to his side.” I smile at her. “I won’t be at his beck and call, but…” I don’t even finish and I hear laughing in the background of the phone when a man comes on.

Cooper Stone. He was hot back in the day and he’s even hotter now. I stare at him, blinking, not sure what to say.

“Mr. Stone, I’m a huge fan.” I don’t know what I said wrong, but Matthew snatches the phone from my hand while he talks to Cooper. “Rude, asshole,” I grumble to myself while I go around grabbing the stuff I want to eat for supper. I place the salmon on a baking dish and sprinkle it with salt and pepper. I place it into the oven while I get the vegetables set up and Matthew finally comes back into the room.

“They will be here before the game tomorrow. It will only be Cooper and Mom. We will head to the arena together.”

I drop the knife I was holding while cutting the vegetables.

“Your parents are coming here?” I wipe my hands on a rag, running around the house. “The house isn’t clean.” I run from the kitchen to the living room, assessing what we need to do before tomorrow. “If we get up by six, we should be able to make the house presentable.” Holy shit, his mother and stepfather are coming over to the house. Why am I so freaked out? Why does this make me want to sit down and hyperventilate?

“Karrie,” he says, grabbing me and turning me around while he puts his hands on my shoulders. “Breathe. In and Out.” And I listen to his voice while he calms me. My heart is getting back to beating normal. “You could eat off the floor. And besides, my parents aren’t like that. Now can we go back and finish cooking? I’m starving.” He squeezes my shoulders while I watch him walk away, his ass baiting me to squeeze it with either my hands or the heels of my feet. Either way it’s starting to become perfectly clear why I want to make a good impression. I like him, more than I want to kill him. This could be a problem.

Chapter Five

Matthew

Game day. It’s the only thing running through my mind as I stand in the shower. Well, that and the fact that I’m tempted to go downstairs, march into Karrie’s room, and bury my face in her.

From the second I saw her in the gym I was attracted to her, then she walked into the conference room and she didn’t let me get away with anything. Her sassy mouth had my dick harder than all the marble in this fucking house. Last night after I talked her down from her latest walk to the edge, we stood side by side getting things ready for dinner. I’ve never done this before. I’ve had women, more than I care to think about, but I’ve never had the comfortable silence and ease. I’ve never actually been myself.