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Kiera touched her chin, afraid it had hit the floor and wondered if Alexa sprayed on her workout pants. Next to her, Gray cleared his throat.
“You, uh, look great.” Gray rubbed the back of his neck and looked at her. “I think I hear the oven timer, Kiera.”
“Have a good workout.” Kiera pulled Gray into the apartment and slammed the door before giggling. Soon, what started as a giggle, turned into a full-fledged laugh and tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Care to let me in on the joke?” Gray hung his leather jacket up.
“You.” She spit the word out between waves of laughter. “Your expression.” Kiera wiped a tear away. “The way you answered. I’ve never seen you look more uncomfortable.” Her side cramped from laughing so hard, and she rubbed it. “You looked as if you wanted to sink into the floor.”
Gray crossed his arms and glared at her. “It’s not every day a woman asks me to check her out while I’m standing next to my girlfriend.”
Kiera took a couple deep breaths. “I’m sorry. I just wish I’d had a camera. Your expression was priceless.”
“Is she always that…forward is the only word that comes close to describing her?”
“Don’t know. We’re not exactly best friends.”
“I might have to start bringing a bodyguard when I come here.” He put his arms around her. “And for the record, I find your ass much sexier.” He kissed her before she responded, his hands sliding into her back pockets and squeezing.
Kiera’s internal temperature went from simmer to full boil. She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his chest, sending him a silent message to touch them like he had the weekend before.
“Do you have cupcakes in the oven?” He pulled away, and she smiled at how ragged his voice sounded.
“Yes. I couldn’t put them in until the apricot almond tart was done.”
“How much longer until they’re ready?” Gray’s gaze swept across her face.
“Five minutes or so.”
The corner of Gray’s mouth went up. “Guess that means we’re stuck here. Any thoughts on how to pass the time?”
She had several ideas. “We could play checkers or a game of chess.” She kept her smile under lock and key. “I have a deck of cards. We could play Go Fish.”
“Wonderful ideas, but I had something with less competition in mind.” Gray lowered his head and his lips got within inches of hers when his phone rang.
“You’ve got to be friggin’ kidding me.” He leaned his forehead against hers, and then he yanked the phone out and pressed Decline. “Not today.” He lowered his head toward its original destination. “I dreamed about you last night.” He whispered the words against her lips.
“Was it a good dream?”
“You have no idea. Should I tell you about it?”
“I—” Kiera’s response got cut off by Gray’s phone again. “Maybe you should answer that,” she suggested when he made no move to answer it.
Gray growled. It was the only word to describe the sound he made as he put the phone to his ear.
Kiera walked into the kitchen. She only heard Gray’s half of the conversation, but it sounded like a call from work.
“I thought that situation was under control,” Gray said. As he listened to the caller’s response, he paced.
“You don’t think—”
Gray stopped pacing and ran a hand though his hair. She couldn’t recall ever seeing him so frustrated.
“You know where I am, Randall. I’m trying to have a personal life.”
She’d never even think about speaking to her boss that way. Free speech must just be another perk of working for the family business.
“The earliest I can get there is tomorrow.”
