She tilts her chin down and peers up at me. "Did you and Liam—"
"Shh," I say, leaning in close. I glance behind her to find Ruthie completely engrossed in the bar down goal Cooper keeps replaying on his phone.Thank God.
"No, we didn't," I finish.
Alex scoffs teasingly. "You don't even know what I was going to say."
My cheeks turn pink, but unless she was going to ask if we got off to each other on opposite sides of a bedroom wall last night, the answer is still probably the same.
Or kissed—she might ask that. Then, that would also be true. But anything else is a definite no.
"We did not sleep together," I whisper before she can guess—just to be safe.
She nods slowly and grins, a twinkle of mischief in her eye. "But you kissed."
Shit.
My lips are already parted to lie when I realize it wasn't a question.
I exhale heavily, rolling my eyes back to the guy—myboss—that I can't stop thinking about.
"What are you doing, Tessa?"
"Lock your door."
"Were you thinking of me?"
Damn, I knew Liam was sexy—he's good looking and successful, and he has a heart of freaking gold. But for whatever reason, I didn't know he was capable ofthat.
To say I was surprised to see his number pop up on my phone in the middle of… well—in the middle of what I was doing, is an understatement. I probably shouldn't have been so reckless, but I was home alone. And it had been too long since I was by myself long enough to scratch an itch Trevor could never reach.
The last thing I expected, though, was for Liam to catch me in the act. And more than that—for me to reward him for it.
"Okay, fine," I admit, my voice hushed.
Alex smothers a squeal. "Ah, I knew it! So, I guess you're over the break-up already?"
"Oh, God, yeah. But that doesn't mean—"
"Ooh, whatdoesthis mean? Are you guys like a thing? Do you want to be? Does Ruthie know?"
I shush her again, nudging her in the shoulder admittedly harder than necessary. "No, of course she doesn't know. And it's going absolutely nowhere. He's my boss, remember?"
As if he heard me, Liam lobs a ball to the pitcher then locks eyes with me. My skin instantly buzzes, my face doing its best to maintain composure. I offer a smile. He sends one back, but only after his tongue finds his cheek, and he inhales so deeply I watch his chest move.
"Justyour boss?"
I turn to see her sucking her teeth, making no attempt to hide the grin growing on her face.
I look again at Liam, whose eyes are still locked on me, then back at Alex. Had she asked me that question after just our kiss, I would have been quick to answer. But did what happened on either side of the wall change anything? Liam made it clear—he thought we shouldn't have crossed any lines in the first place, and I agreed. So… why did he pick up the phone last night?
And why did I answer?
"I have no idea what's happening," I admit quickly.
Alex shakes her head, laughing, but I don't find it very funny. Instead, I start sweating, my new flannel suddenly more like a parka. I slide it off, letting the sleeves fall past my wrists, and giving myself a much-needed cool down. My Gators shirt is left exposed—the only other one I own besides the one I wore yesterday—as I turn around to drape the button-up over the back of my seat.
A baby behind us smiles at me, bouncing on his mother's lap. There's drool leaking from the corner of his lips as I wave at him, and it makes me wonder if that's how I just looked to Alex while watching Liam.
