Page 73 of Mr. Big Mistake
I drew in a short breath. “Asshole!”
He barked with laughter. “You know you love it!”
My heart skipped a beat at his words, and I distracted myself with my own cinnamon roll. I picked it up from the pan and shoved it into my mouth, trying my best to get my body to focus on something different. It couldn't, though.Icouldn't focus on anything else. Not after those words.
Since the first time I laid eyes on you, Kelly.
“I have to call Roxy,” I whispered.
With the cinnamon roll in my mouth and my coffee in hand, I rushed out of the kitchen. I bounded up the stairs to Brenden’s room and quickly unplugged my phone while he was in the shower. I looked at the mangled, tangled mess we had created of his bedsheets, and it made me smile. I still smelled our lingering scent of debauchery, even with his body wash infiltrating the room. I finished off my cinnamon roll before I made my way downstairs, walking myself out to the balcony.
And as I sat down in one of the lounge chairs with my coffee, I called my sister.
“Seriously, Kelly? Nine in the morning?”
I blinked. “Don’t tell me you were still sleeping.”
She groaned. “What do you want?”
“He said ‘since the first time I laid eyes on you, Kelly.’ That’s what he said. I heard it with my own ears.”
She paused. “Please tell me there’s more to this story. Because I don’t have it in me to decipher you right now.”
I leaned back. “We were talking in the kitchen while I was making coffee and cinnamon rolls, and he mentioned that I’d be a distraction all day. And I said, when in the world have I ever been a distraction to you? And that was his answer.”
“Since the day he laid eyes on you?”
I nodded. “Yeah. That’s how he responded.”
“How did you respond back?”
“I couldn't. I was so damn shocked that I couldn’t move, much less speak.”
“What happened between you two? I mean, did you have morning sex or something?”
I paused. “Or something?”
I heard shuffling on the other end of the line. “Kelly? What did you guys do?”
I shrugged. “I mean, nothing, I guess. I--well--I have been sleeping in his room with him ever since we got back from San Diego.”
“You’ve been sleeping in his bed with him for two weeks!?”
I blinked. “Yes.”
“And I’m just now finding out about this?”
“I mean, you know I’ve been busy with the launch of my fashion line. Which is coming up, by the way. You ready for it?”
“No, no, no, no. I want some details. What else are you two doing to cozy up in that condo of his?”
I gazed out over the skyline. “I mean, we just have our established routines and all. I do coffee and cinnamon rolls in the morning. He takes care of dinner. We go out for lunch if we’re doing lunch together.”
“You guys have a daily fucking routine. That’s insane. Are you sure we’re talking about Brenden? The same guy I know?”
“There’s more to him than you could ever know, Roxy. I’m serious. He’s not just some wild and crazy guy. He’s got passions, and wishes, and dreams for his life. He’s dedicated to the things he truly wants in this world. It’s a beautiful side of him to see. He’s not just some player, you know?”
“Uh, oh.”
