“I’m wearing underwear,” I growl at him. “Would you like proof?”
“If you’re offering,” he murmurs.
“What are you even doing here anyway?” I snap.
He makes a face. “I needed a place to stay.”
“You have an apartment,” I remind him. “Or did you stumble home too drunk to remember that?”
“No.” He rubs his jaw and laughs. “I may have kind of burnt my kitchen down,” he admits sheepishly.
“You burnt your kitchen down?” I laugh. “How the fuck did you manage to do that? Cooking up your next batch of drugs?”
He shrugs. “Gotta pay the rent somehow, right?”
I stare at him and realize I have no clue what he does. In fact, I don’t know much about him at all, other than the fact he’s a world class dick.
“I was heating myself up a pizza and I got distracted,” he explains with a shrug. “It’s not bad, just bad enough to land me here for a couple of weeks. What’s got you up so late, anyway?” He moves his gaze over my less than adequately covered body. “Hot date?”
I shake my head, suddenly feeling shy.
“In this?” I laugh, glancing at my nightie. “Just getting myself a drink.” I walk over to the sink, turn on the faucet to get myself a glass of water. I can feel him staring at me.
“You don’t want to try and give that milk one last jiggle?” he asks. I glower at him and he winces. “I guess not, but, milk is supposed to be great for boners.”
I chuckle and turn around, backing out of the kitchen.
“I think you mean bones,” I say dryly.
“No, boners. Mine specifically, from watching you bend over, trying to get it.” He grins. “Night Arsy.”
I stare at him. “What did you call me?”
He looks at me like I’m crazy.
“Uh, Darcy? Last time I checked, it is your name, right?”
“Right.” I smile at him. “Night.”Chapter FiveCameronThis is way too easy.
I stifle a yawn as I walk upstairs and head to my room. I’m fucking exhausted and it’s not even that late, but I guess burning down the kitchen really takes it out of you.
After Dad texted me, I went to bed and completely forgot about the pizza in the oven. The smoke alarm going off was what woke me up, what I think to be about a half hour later, along with the fire department banging down my door a few minutes after that. The person in the apartment across from me called the authorities, when they arrived home from work and saw smoke escaping under my door. I guess it could have been much worse, but there was enough damage to keep me out of my place for a couple days while they fixed it. Normally I would have just crashed on Lewis’ couch, but he’d gone to visit his parents for the night. Not that it matters, because I was starting to see the benefits of being forced to stay here.
Earlier, when Darcy and I were down in the kitchen, the look on her face when she saw me sitting there? It was priceless. Not to mention the sight of her trying to dislodge that milk free. Having to stay here for a couple of nights definitely has its positives, and one of them is having to sleep in the room next to her.
I peel off my shirt and throw it in my room, before walking down the hallway to the bathroom. On my way back, I run straight into Darcy. I grab her wrists to steady her as she stumbles against me. She stares up at me, then her gaze lowers over my bare chest, then rises again, her cheeks fiery red.
“Did you purposely run into me, just so you could feel me up?” I tease her.
“If I wanted to feel you up then I’d just do this,” she retorts.
I swallow, shifting positions as she slides her fingertips down over my stomach, my body shivering against her touch. But it’s the other ways my body reacts that really gets my smile widening. She glances down at my obvious erection and laughs.
“Anyway, the answer to your question would be no,” she reiterates.
I laugh. I probably deserved that, but fuck, she certainly has a way of expressing herself that I find very appealing. She smirks at me as she struts past me, to her room. When she reaches the door, she turns back and cocks her head.
“By the way, I hope you sleep well.”
Her voice is full of fake concern that instantly makes me suspicious.
“Thanks,” I say slowly. “But is there any reason why I wouldn’t?”
“It’s just that I took all the good pillows from the room you’re staying in and left all the shitty ones.”
She disappears into the room, closing the door, leaving me shaking my head. I laugh, because some of the shit that comes out of her mouth is so fucking random that I can’t not believe it.