Rather than start another round of sniping at each other, she stood up to get the coffee pot.
Shane put his hand over his cup “I can’t. I have to be able to sleep tonight.”
“I know. That why I put on decaf.”
His eyes widened, and he moved his hand so she could pour. She caught him staring at her open neckline as she leaned slightly over him.
What is wrong with him? Inside her sweater, her nipples hardened. Holy crap! What the hell is wrong with me? Was she really responding to Shane like that ? No, it was probably just cool in here, and she hadn’t noticed.
Krista spun away, crossed to the counter, and set the coffeepot back on the burner. But she couldn’t help sneaking a glance down at her chest. Fortunately, her new bra gave her the full coverage it claimed it would, meaning he couldn’t have noticed her reaction. When she turned back around, his attention slowly slid up her body to her face.
She lifted her chin and held his gaze for a moment in a bizarre kind of trance. Her heart thudded at the look of…what was it? Curiosity? Interest? Appreciation? Her stomach did a flip-flop. She was a woman after all. It wasn’t as if she was completely immune to Shane in the physical sense. There’d been times over the years when she found him as sexy as any other woman did, but then he usually opened his mouth and any interest quickly fled.
Krista shifted her gaze off him to his empty plate as Shane cleared his throat.
“Dave...Dave said you had some work done on the house after your dad moved out.”
Leaning back against the counter, she latched onto the conversation topic. “I turned the family room into an office and redid the master bedroom. Nothing big, just enough to make it more my own.”
“Can I see your office? I’m still a bit in shock that you have your own web design business.”
“Why?” She frowned and crossed her arms over her chest, eager for him to leave. That was how uncomfortable the feeling in the room was. “I mean, what’s with all the interest tonight, Shane? Normally, you can’t stand to be in a room with me for more than ten minutes. Now you’ve had dinner, dessert, and want to see what I’ve done with the place? Seriously? Are you bored, desperate, or what?”
His gaze on hers narrowed before flicking away. She caught the clench of his jaw when he pushed back from the table.
“Never mind. I don’t know what I was thinking. Thanks for the pie.” He stalked toward the front of the house.
She’d wanted him to leave, but now she felt bad he was upset, so she followed him down the hall. “Shane?”
He paused at the front door and turned back. “Yeah?”
Stepping closer, she sighed. “I’m sorry. You have to see this from my side, though. It’s rare that you’re nice to me, and rarer still that you take any interest in what I do.”
“I’m not taking an interest in you, I was just being polite. I gotta go.”
She reached out and grabbed his arm as he turned away. “I’d like to show you the office and maybe a couple of the websites. Do you really want to see them?”
For a second, she thought he’d slam her offer in her face, and she’d be humiliated, not for the first time. But once again, his gaze met hers and something in the air changed. Something almost electrically charged moved between them. His eyes widened, then narrowed as his attention dropped to her mouth. Heat warmed her cheeks.
“Yeah. Show me what you got.” His gaze flicked back to hers. “I mean, show me your websites.”
She nodded and turned toward her office. He’d been to this house enough times over the years, but she still heard herself informing, “It’s through here.”
She led the way through the house to the room overlooking the backyard. When she was a kid, it was the room her family gathered in to watch television or play board games. As she became a teenager, it was the place she hung out with her friends.
After her father’s new marriage, she’d had fun
Shane put his hand over his cup “I can’t. I have to be able to sleep tonight.”
“I know. That why I put on decaf.”
His eyes widened, and he moved his hand so she could pour. She caught him staring at her open neckline as she leaned slightly over him.
What is wrong with him? Inside her sweater, her nipples hardened. Holy crap! What the hell is wrong with me? Was she really responding to Shane like that ? No, it was probably just cool in here, and she hadn’t noticed.
Krista spun away, crossed to the counter, and set the coffeepot back on the burner. But she couldn’t help sneaking a glance down at her chest. Fortunately, her new bra gave her the full coverage it claimed it would, meaning he couldn’t have noticed her reaction. When she turned back around, his attention slowly slid up her body to her face.
She lifted her chin and held his gaze for a moment in a bizarre kind of trance. Her heart thudded at the look of…what was it? Curiosity? Interest? Appreciation? Her stomach did a flip-flop. She was a woman after all. It wasn’t as if she was completely immune to Shane in the physical sense. There’d been times over the years when she found him as sexy as any other woman did, but then he usually opened his mouth and any interest quickly fled.
Krista shifted her gaze off him to his empty plate as Shane cleared his throat.
“Dave...Dave said you had some work done on the house after your dad moved out.”
Leaning back against the counter, she latched onto the conversation topic. “I turned the family room into an office and redid the master bedroom. Nothing big, just enough to make it more my own.”
“Can I see your office? I’m still a bit in shock that you have your own web design business.”
“Why?” She frowned and crossed her arms over her chest, eager for him to leave. That was how uncomfortable the feeling in the room was. “I mean, what’s with all the interest tonight, Shane? Normally, you can’t stand to be in a room with me for more than ten minutes. Now you’ve had dinner, dessert, and want to see what I’ve done with the place? Seriously? Are you bored, desperate, or what?”
His gaze on hers narrowed before flicking away. She caught the clench of his jaw when he pushed back from the table.
“Never mind. I don’t know what I was thinking. Thanks for the pie.” He stalked toward the front of the house.
She’d wanted him to leave, but now she felt bad he was upset, so she followed him down the hall. “Shane?”
He paused at the front door and turned back. “Yeah?”
Stepping closer, she sighed. “I’m sorry. You have to see this from my side, though. It’s rare that you’re nice to me, and rarer still that you take any interest in what I do.”
“I’m not taking an interest in you, I was just being polite. I gotta go.”
She reached out and grabbed his arm as he turned away. “I’d like to show you the office and maybe a couple of the websites. Do you really want to see them?”
For a second, she thought he’d slam her offer in her face, and she’d be humiliated, not for the first time. But once again, his gaze met hers and something in the air changed. Something almost electrically charged moved between them. His eyes widened, then narrowed as his attention dropped to her mouth. Heat warmed her cheeks.
“Yeah. Show me what you got.” His gaze flicked back to hers. “I mean, show me your websites.”
She nodded and turned toward her office. He’d been to this house enough times over the years, but she still heard herself informing, “It’s through here.”
She led the way through the house to the room overlooking the backyard. When she was a kid, it was the room her family gathered in to watch television or play board games. As she became a teenager, it was the place she hung out with her friends.
After her father’s new marriage, she’d had fun
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