we get there.”
He paused a minute. “Yeah, we can do all that. Look, I’m going to have pizza tonight. Why don’t you come on over, and we’ll plan it out in person rather than over the phone?”
His place for dinner? That sounded so . . . personal. Then again, her entire existence was centered around Garrett right now, so why not? It would give her a chance to check on him and see how he was faring after the rock climbing today.
“Okay. Sure. What time?”
“Six is good for me.”
“I’ll be there.”
She hung up, then chewed her lower lip, remembering what it was like to walk in on him that morning, that first shock of awareness at seeing him with his sweats barely hanging on his hips and the rest of him gloriously bare.
She’d had to struggle to engage her brain and focus on why she was there.
But oh, that image of him remained burned in the back of her head.
Garrett Scott was so damn sexy, and he had an amazing body she’d love to get her hands on. Though she did put her hands on him, didn’t she? Too bad she only got to feel up his shoulder.
By the time she’d finished up work for the day, she decided she’d better get lascivious thoughts of other parts of Garrett’s body out of her head. The only part of him she would allow herself to think about was his shoulder. The rest of him was off-limits.
Before she headed to Garrett’s, she went home to take a shower and change clothes, deciding on her favorite pair of dark skinny jeans, her black boots, and a sweater. Though she wasn’t sure why she didn’t just go directly to his house. What difference did it make what she wore or what she smelled like? This was just pizza and planning the trip to Florida. Disgusted with herself for being such a girl, she also curled her hair and put on makeup and earrings.
Garrett answered the door, and she was pleased to see him fully covered since her imagination had already gone wild once today. He wore a pair of cargos and a long-sleeved shirt that clung to his torso, outlining all those muscled contours she wanted to run her hands over.
Off-limits, remember, Alicia?
Right. Shoulder only. She wouldn’t even look at his body, except his awesome ass as he walked away.
She sighed.
“Hey. You look . . . different,” he said as she slid out of her coat and handed it to him.
“I don’t wear that uniform all the time, you know.”
“Yeah, so I noticed when we were rock climbing today. You should get out of that uniform more often.”
She cocked her head to the side. He’d noticed?
He hung her coat in the closet right inside the door. “Take a seat in the living room. You want a beer or something?”
“No, thank you. I’m driving.”
“Right. Okay. I’ll order the pizza. I like pepperoni. How about you?”
“Uh, I’m a vegetarian. So, cheese for me.”
He gave her a look. “No, shit. Okay, cheese pizza it is.”
“You can put meat on your side, or on the whole thing. I can just pick it off, you know.”
“I like cheese pizza. Would you like a soda? I have iced tea, too. Or I could make coffee.”
She grabbed a spot on the sofa. “Iced tea would be great. But don’t go to any trouble. I can get it for myself.”
His lips curved as he walked by. “I’m pretty sure I can fix you a glass of tea, Alicia. You want sugar?”
“No. Plain is fine with me. Thanks.”
She’d barely paid attention to his place when she’d stormed in this morning, because she’d been so focused on him and getting him to therapy. Now that she was more relaxed, she looked around.
Wow. It was nice here. Roomy living room with a sectional, big screen television, lots of video games, surround sound. The room was artfully decorated in shades of taupe and brown that lent a masculine feel to the room. The hardwood floors only added to the hominess of the place, and there were area rugs spread around in a way that looked haphazard, but she knew was deliberate.
Someone had decorated. Unless Garrett had
He paused a minute. “Yeah, we can do all that. Look, I’m going to have pizza tonight. Why don’t you come on over, and we’ll plan it out in person rather than over the phone?”
His place for dinner? That sounded so . . . personal. Then again, her entire existence was centered around Garrett right now, so why not? It would give her a chance to check on him and see how he was faring after the rock climbing today.
“Okay. Sure. What time?”
“Six is good for me.”
“I’ll be there.”
She hung up, then chewed her lower lip, remembering what it was like to walk in on him that morning, that first shock of awareness at seeing him with his sweats barely hanging on his hips and the rest of him gloriously bare.
She’d had to struggle to engage her brain and focus on why she was there.
But oh, that image of him remained burned in the back of her head.
Garrett Scott was so damn sexy, and he had an amazing body she’d love to get her hands on. Though she did put her hands on him, didn’t she? Too bad she only got to feel up his shoulder.
By the time she’d finished up work for the day, she decided she’d better get lascivious thoughts of other parts of Garrett’s body out of her head. The only part of him she would allow herself to think about was his shoulder. The rest of him was off-limits.
Before she headed to Garrett’s, she went home to take a shower and change clothes, deciding on her favorite pair of dark skinny jeans, her black boots, and a sweater. Though she wasn’t sure why she didn’t just go directly to his house. What difference did it make what she wore or what she smelled like? This was just pizza and planning the trip to Florida. Disgusted with herself for being such a girl, she also curled her hair and put on makeup and earrings.
Garrett answered the door, and she was pleased to see him fully covered since her imagination had already gone wild once today. He wore a pair of cargos and a long-sleeved shirt that clung to his torso, outlining all those muscled contours she wanted to run her hands over.
Off-limits, remember, Alicia?
Right. Shoulder only. She wouldn’t even look at his body, except his awesome ass as he walked away.
She sighed.
“Hey. You look . . . different,” he said as she slid out of her coat and handed it to him.
“I don’t wear that uniform all the time, you know.”
“Yeah, so I noticed when we were rock climbing today. You should get out of that uniform more often.”
She cocked her head to the side. He’d noticed?
He hung her coat in the closet right inside the door. “Take a seat in the living room. You want a beer or something?”
“No, thank you. I’m driving.”
“Right. Okay. I’ll order the pizza. I like pepperoni. How about you?”
“Uh, I’m a vegetarian. So, cheese for me.”
He gave her a look. “No, shit. Okay, cheese pizza it is.”
“You can put meat on your side, or on the whole thing. I can just pick it off, you know.”
“I like cheese pizza. Would you like a soda? I have iced tea, too. Or I could make coffee.”
She grabbed a spot on the sofa. “Iced tea would be great. But don’t go to any trouble. I can get it for myself.”
His lips curved as he walked by. “I’m pretty sure I can fix you a glass of tea, Alicia. You want sugar?”
“No. Plain is fine with me. Thanks.”
She’d barely paid attention to his place when she’d stormed in this morning, because she’d been so focused on him and getting him to therapy. Now that she was more relaxed, she looked around.
Wow. It was nice here. Roomy living room with a sectional, big screen television, lots of video games, surround sound. The room was artfully decorated in shades of taupe and brown that lent a masculine feel to the room. The hardwood floors only added to the hominess of the place, and there were area rugs spread around in a way that looked haphazard, but she knew was deliberate.
Someone had decorated. Unless Garrett had
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