Page 106 of Things Left Unsaid

Colt and I mean nothing to one another.

Absolutelynada.

“I do hate it,” I grouse, thoroughly annoyed by my so-called friends and the stupid fantasies they’re triggering in my stupid, stupid, stupid brain. “But Tee loves it. She couldn’t get Parker to attend the All-Star game in New York so she dragged me along for the ride.”

He smirks. “Lemme guess… you fell asleep?”

I kind of hate that he still knows me well while also loving it.

It’s complicated.

“I might have. But the night was a good one?—”

“You had a nice dream, huh?”

I squint at his mockery. “Tee bought me this jersey as a memento.”

“Not going to lie. It pisses me off that you’re wearing another man’s name.”

If anything could have me gawking at him, it’s that.

“Huh?”

That shouldn’t be hot.

Shouldn’t be.

But it is.

And my brain is dumber than I thought!

His shoulder hitches. “I’m surprised too. Anyway, I have some papers for you to look over. If you want to come to my office?”

Still gawking at him, I watch him leave my room, unsure how I feel about his admission.

Mostly because I kind of liked hearing that.

And I shouldn’t. Should I? This has to be forced proximity?—

“You coming or not?”

His holler has me jerking to my feet and scurrying after him.

I need to catch up because I have no idea where his office is located in the house.

His gaze is locked on his damn phone when he hears my footsteps. A quick glance at me has him heading down the stairs. Honestly, it’s a wonder he isn’t tripping up, down, left, and right with how often he’s glued to his cell.

“What do you need me to sign?”

“This and that.”

“Helpful.”

His eyes twinkle as he looks at me. “Don’t I know it. I also figured it was time you knew where some of the rooms were. Mrs. Abelman told me you refused her offer of a guided tour.”

“Why do you call her Mrs. Abelman?”

“That’s her name.”

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