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He paid the delivery guy, then took the pizza, wings, bread sticks and sodas upstairs to the game room. Cory continued to battle bad guys in a virtual jungle, so Isaiah went back downstairs to grab plates, napkins and cups.
He had all the stuff in hand with one foot on the bottom stair when the doorbell rang again. Isaiah went to the door and checked the peephole. His heart dribbled in his chest. Angela.
He shifted the items in his hands and unlocked the door before opening it wide. Her hair hung loose around her shoulders, and she wore a navy pencil skirt with a light blue short-sleeved blouse tucked into the waistband. The outfit emphasized her small waist, round hips and full breasts. Heels gave her height and turned her legs into weapons of male destruction.
His body melted like hot candle wax. The urge to pull her close and kiss those full lips ran over him like a defensive player.
“Hey, is Cory ready?” Her voice and expression were neutral.
He missed the warmth she’d shown before and her welcoming smile. “He’s upstairs playing a game. Our dinner just got here.” He nodded for her to come in and stepped back. ‘‘Come on up.”
“I really don’t want to intrude.”
“You’re not intruding. There’s plenty of food to go around. No need to waste it.”
She hesitated before stepping just inside the door. Her soft, sexy perfume tickled his senses, begged him to kiss along her neck and drown in the sweet scent. She glanced left and right, her eyes wary. “We can take some to go.”
“This isn’t a drive-through,” he teased. “You’ve worked a long day. Sit down and relax for a little.”
The argument formed in her eyes. He stepped forward and pushed the door closed with his foot. The movement brought him closer. They almost touched, which made him more aware of her than actually touching. He breathed in the scent of her perfume and fought not to lean farther into her space.
He stepped back, otherwise he might give in to the impulse. “Will you lock that for me?”
He turned and walked toward the stairs before she could give another reason for why she couldn’t stay. A few tense seconds passed, then the lock clicked. Isaiah released a breath. He glanced at her over his shoulder and waited for her to join him at the stairs.
“Is anyone else here?” she asked.
He shook his head. “Just me and Cory.” He met her gaze. “No one stays here but me.”
She glanced away quickly, but he saw the small lift of her full lips. His friends would say he didn’t owe her an explanation, but he wanted her to know Bridget didn’t live with him.
When they entered the game room, Cory was completely engrossed in the game. Angela walked over to him and waved her hand to get his attention. He smiled at her and fired a couple of shots at the screen.
“Are we leaving?” He still had the headset on so his voice was raised.
Angela pointed to her watch. “We’ve got to get back home.”
Cory slid the headset off one ear. “Just a few more minutes. I’m almost done with this mission. Please.”
Angela huffed and raised her hands in a conciliatory gesture. “Fine. Five minutes.”
Cory grinned, nodded and slid the headset back before returning to the game. Isaiah set the paper plates and utensils on the table. He motioned for Angela to take a seat with him. She sat on the edge of the sofa, her arms and shoulders stiff.
“I want to talk to you about yesterday,” Isaiah said. Moreover, he needed to talk to her about yesterday. He wasn’t a player. He didn’t want her to think he was.
Angela glanced at Cory. “You don’t owe me an explanation.”
“Cory can’t hear us. He’s all into that game.” Isaiah pulled one leg onto the couch and faced Angela. “And I do owe you an explanation.”
She tucked her hair behind her ear. “Look, I thought about everything and you really don’t owe me anything. I kissed you and I shouldn’t have. I didn’t know you were in a relationship.”
“I kissed you back.”
Her spine stiffened and her eyes hardened. “I don’t play the other woman.”
“I’m not asking you to be my other woman. I’m not a player. I leave that for the other guys on the team.”
