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“Seems like you’re in charge of her needs now.” Reid’s eyebrows jumped.
“In the meantime,” Flynn continued, ignoring Reid’s accusation, “she needed a place to stay. I’d have offered you both the same if the situation were reversed.”
“Except you didn’t kiss us at the Market on Valentine’s Day,” Gage supplied.
“And I wouldn’t have made you cookies.” Reid took in the canvases stacked by the window. “She appears to be staying awhile.”
“As long as she needs.”
Flynn didn’t owe either of them explanations. But a few in his and Sabrina’s defense filled his throat. She was also his best friend, she needed him and he wanted her here. Since those sounded like excuses, he said nothing.
“We didn’t come over here to bust your balls about Sabrina, believe it or not,” Gage said.
“Why are you here?” Flynn asked.
“We have a work conundrum,” Reid answered.
“You changed my email password to keep me away from work.” Flynn narrowed his eyelids in suspicion. “And now you want me to work?”
Did they have any idea how epically off their timing was?
“Right.” Reid pursed his lips for a full three seconds before admitting, “We have...an issue. A minor issue, but one that could use your...expertise.”
They had Flynn’s attention. He tracked to the chair in the living room and sat, elbows on his knees. He leaned in with interest. “Tell me.”
She’d heard Reid and Gage leave sometime around 1:00 a.m. She’d fallen into bed right out of the shower, and was asleep seconds after her head hit the pillow. Which explained the crinkled hairdo she was currently trying to tame with a brush and smoothing spray in her private bathroom. Long plagued by insomnia, she’d hoped she was through that phase of her life but it’d started up again around the same time as Flynn and Veronica split.
Which she’d thought was a coincidence until recently.
She’d tossed and turned and watched out the window at the city lights and the insistent moon that wasn’t looking to give up its coveted spot in the sky to the sun anytime soon. Finally, she’d given up and climbed out of bed—still in her long-sleeved shirt from earlier, and panties and socks. She’d forgotten to pack pajamas, a situation she would rectify in the morning.
Cracking her bedroom door the slightest bit, she peeked down the silent hallway in one direction and toward the staircase in the other before deciding to risk running downstairs in her underwear for the midnight snack she’d been craving since her eyes popped open.
The moment her toes touched the wood floors of the hallway, the door at the end swung aside and Flynn ambled out shirtless. He was rubbing his eyes and looking as groggy and sleep-deprived as she felt, but by her estimation he looked much better in that state.
Her eyes feasted on the strong column of his neck, the wide set of his chest and trim stomach tapering to a pair of distracting Vs delineating either side of his hips. His boxer briefs were black, snugly fitting thick thighs that led down to sturdy male bare feet. By the time her inventory was complete, he noticed her standing there and paused about a yard away.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she said.
He scanned her body much in the way she’d done his, pausing at her panties—utilitarian, but he didn’t seem to have the slightest aversion to her red cotton bikini briefs.
“I had to sleep in the shirt I wore,” she blurted out. “I forgot my pajamas. I’ll pick up some tomorrow.”
As she bumbled out those three clumsy sentences, he advanced, backing her to the threshold of her guest bedroom. He touched her arm, a soothing stroke while he watched her. “You can borrow one of my T-shirts.”
Her throat made a clicking sound as she swallowed past a very dry tongue.
He stole a glance at her mouth before backing away and scrubbing his face with one palm instead of ravishing her where she stood.
Shame.
When he opened his mouth the words “Ice cream?” fell out, sending her brain for a loop.
“Um...”
“Ice cream or I kiss you again. Those are your options.”
A nervous laugh tittered out. “Do you...have tea?”
