Page 66 of So Right
She licked her lips, and he groaned before heading into the bathroom.
After pulling on some athletic shorts and a loose T-shirt, he headed into the kitchen to make some eggs and sausage. He hoped she liked sausage. And eggs. These were important things he really ought to know. He looked forward to learning every little thing about her.
Just as he was about to throw the eggs into the skillet, there was a knock on the door. Who the hell would be coming by on a Sunday morning? Maybe Jamie had forgotten something else.
Luke wiped his hands on a towel and jogged to the door. He opened it and froze. Standing on the threshold was the last person he’d expected to see.
“Paige.”
She smiled, and he realized he’d forgotten her dimples. “Luke!” She sprang forward and wrapped her arms around him. Then she kissed his cheek, her mouth lingering against his flesh.
He took a step back and noticed that her gaze was fixed behind him and to the right. Toward the bathroom where Kelsey had been drying her hair and probably hadn’t heard the door. He realized—too late—that the sound of the blow dryer had stopped.
Well, shit.
He spun around and saw Kelsey’s wide-eyed stare just before she recovered.
He needed to think fast, but he couldn’t seem to come up with words.
Damn it.
Except curse words. Those were coming at him in a deluge.
He took a few steps toward Kelsey, putting more space between him and Paige. “Uh, Kelsey, this is Paige. Paige, this is Kelsey—my girlfriend.”
Kelsey’s gaze locked with his for a moment, and her eyes widened again, though more subtly than before.
Paige stalked forward and offered Kelsey her hand. “Hi, I’m Luke’s ex. He didn’t tell me about you when I talked to him the other day. Silly boy.” She laughed and cast him a dark look that didn’t match the jovial response.
Kelsey’s mouth pulled into a tight smile. “Oh, well, he didn’t tell me you were coming for a visit either. I guess his memory isn’t the best. Anyway, I need to get to work.” She went to the couch and grabbed her purse. “Bye.”
She left before Luke had a chance to salvage the situation.
Fuck fuck fuckity fuck.
Yep, he had plenty of swearwords.
Finally regaining his senses, he ran to the door and dashed outside, just barely catching Kelsey before she drove off. “Wait,” he said as he jogged up to her passenger window.
She pursed her lips and waved him off.
He shook his head and knocked on the window.
After a pause, she rolled down the window. “What?”
“I’m really sorry. Can we talk about this?”
She glanced at the clock on her dash. “I need to get to the library.”
“You have a few minutes. You were going to eat, after all.”
“Luke, I can’t do this right now. Last night was…a big step for me. And to have this thrown at me this morning—” She turned her head away from him.
“I had no idea she was coming.”
She looked at him again, and her eyes were sad. “It doesn’t matter. You need to go deal with that. Listen, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for a relationship, and I’m definitely not ready for a guy with baggage.”
Goddammit.He ran his hand through his hair, growing frustrated. “There’s no baggage.”
