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Even if he put his life on hold to get inside her, what were the chances they’d even last six months? There was nothing calm about their chemistry. Nothing calm about the woman sitting next to him. Why make things messy? Better he stick to his first instinct and stay the hell away from her.
He’d tasted her mouth. Had his hands on her. Felt her rocking along his cock.
That was enough.
His grip tightened on the steering wheel even further as he gritted his teeth.
He didn’t appreciate the way she made him feel.
Which was why it was best to stay away.
They drove for three blocks before the quiet got to be too much for her. Sophie cleared her throat. “I just think it’s better to be neighbors.”
“Agreed.” The word a hard bite.
She shifted in the seat, and her skirt inched up. He wanted to reach over and slide his hands up her thighs. His hands would look good against her lightly tanned, smooth skin.
“You sound angry.”
“I’m not.”
“We should clear the air.”
He shot a sharp glance at her. “Clear the air about what, Sophie? That if your friends hadn’t come into the kitchen we wouldn’t have stopped?”
Her hands clasped tight in her lap. “I don’t know what happened. I’m not even sure I like you.”
He pulled up to a stop sign in the middle of Main Street. “That’s bullshit.”
She shook her head. “It’s not. I swear. Do you even like me?”
He narrowed his gaze. “You’ve been nothing but a pain in the ass since the second I laid eyes on you.”
Her attention shifted to his mouth. “So this is good. Being neighbors?”
He returned his focus to the road and stepped on the gas, shifting the car into first and then second before he said, “Yep, fucking great.”
She fell silent, but there was nothing peaceful about a silent Sophie. Her silence was loud. Restless and agitated.
He pulled into his driveway and pressed the garage door opener.
She pointed. “Why do you get a garage door and I don’t?”
“You do have a garage door.”
“Not one that goes up and down the way it’s supposed to.”
He pulled into the garage. “It does go up and down.”
“Not by a click of the button.”
A smile twitched at his lips. “Think of it as character building.”
She huffed. “It’s still unfair.”
“You could move.”
Her brows furrowed. She put her hand on the handle but made no move to open it. She licked her lips. “Do you want me to move?”
