Page 106 of Fame & Chaos

Then suddenly, a garbage bin crashes loudly onto the street, and a cat screeches while tearing across the road beside us, shattering the moment completely.

Indi jumps violently.

I spin around immediately, making sure no one’s about to mug us.

She gasps. “Jesus, that scared the shit out of me.”

Turning back toward her, I find her clutching her chest while trying to steady her breathing.

“Me too.” I exhale shakily. “Better get inside before you freeze to death. Thanks for tonight, Indi. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight, Rockstar.”

“Goodnight, my sweet Indi.”

Those perfect dimples appear one last time before she unlocks the door and disappears inside, leaving me cold the second her presence vanishes. I swallow hard and lean against the doorframe, dragging in several deep breaths.

That moment between us had been intense enough to consume me whole. If that cat hadn’t interrupted us, I would have followed her inside without hesitation, and I know damn well I would’ve ended up in her bed.

Because I felt it.

That connection.

That irresistible pull.

And I know she felt it too.

She just has to stop fighting it long enough to let me in.

Taking one final breath, I push away from the doorway and head back toward my car, already knowing I’m going to spend the entire night dreaming about my sweet Indi.

Chapter Eighteen

Caleb

The Next Night

I pull up outside Indi’s apartment.

As I lock the car, I still can’t get over how tiny the place is. The entire neighborhood looks rough as hell, and I can’t help imagining that when I come back outside, my tires will be gone, the doors stripped, and key scratches carved all over the bodywork of my precious Lexus.

Cringing at the thought, after grabbing the flowers from the passenger seat, I double-check the locks before heading toward her front door.

My heart is racing again.

Seeing Indi two days in a row already feels like an addiction I could happily drown in.

I knock twice and wait, my mind wandering far too easily toward thoughts of where tonight might lead. I try hard not to get carried away imagining what it would feel like to make love to her again, because I already know that road will only get me into trouble.

The door finally swings open, and Indi stands there still dressed in her work uniform. She raises an eyebrow and smirks. “I only called you ten minutes ago. You didn’t have to race over here straight away. I still need a shower.”

I grin and hand her the flowers as she steps aside to let me in. “Well, I could always help you with that shower if you want.”

She slaps my chest lightly. “Behave. And thank you, these are beautiful. You really didn’t have to.”

“Felt like the right thing to do.” I glance around the apartment again. “Plus, this place needs something to brighten it up.”

Her eyes narrow slightly. “Thanks,” she says sarcastically while shutting the door behind me.