She waved her hand. "Just family stuff."
The fine hairs at the back of her neck prickled. He didn't have to say anything, but she could feel him judging her on whether to believe her or not.
She couldn't figure out why he'd care. He knew nothing about her.
Pausing beside him, she said, "Thanks for walking me home."
He held his hand in front of her, palm up. Her stomach fluttered.
"Spit your gum out."
She looked at his hand again. "I'm not going to—"
"Then, take it out."
"Why?" She snapped the gum.
"Because I want to kiss you and when I do, I want you to be able to kiss me back."
She couldn't move. If she gave him a little, they'd end up on the floor of the house again, naked and happy. After the meeting with her brother tomorrow, she had no idea if she would be coming back or if her job here was over.
While she'd love to have one more time with Brage, leaving him would be difficult. Her crazy attraction to him was making her insane.
"Good night, Brage." She walked into the house and turned the lock.
Leaning against the door, she closed her eyes. She wished things could be different.
Ever since she could remember, when her brothers were responsible for raising her after her parents died, she'd never had a chance to go after what she wanted. To become friends with people she chose. To work where she wanted. To do what she dreamed. To find what made her happy.
Brage made her happy when he was having sex with her.
What she was doing was wrong. But, it had never felt so right.