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I carried it to the table even though all I really wanted was to do was get as far away from this arrogant jerk as possible.
“That’s a nice mug.”
Something in the way he was smirking at me made me want to bash his face in with the mug. Mug him with a mug. I sipped my coffee, and then realized why he’d said it.
“Oh, is this your team?”
He smiled, those full sculpted lips pulling slowly into a sexy grin that had every part of me at war internally. He was so hot. It was just so unfortunate that he was such a jerk.
“Have you called your aunt?” I asked, returning my mind to the issue at hand.
“Whenever you’re ready, we’ll pay her a visit.” He was back to staring at his phone.
“What? I’ll just call her.” I stood to retrieve my own phone.
“I will need to visit with my family while I’m here anyway, and figured we could see her in person and get this all settled. I heard she was buying an inn, you know. You could probably stay there.”
Fury created a loud rushing sound in my ears. “I live here,” I screeched, emphasizing the live part of that statement. “You’re here for a week, to play a made-up sports game, and then you’re going back to wherever you came from. You stay at an inn!”
Rock sighed, like I was tiring him out.
I wanted to kill him.
I also kind of wanted to see what it would be like to touch him again, thanks to his ongoing shirtlessness.
“Fine,” I said, sinking back down to drink my coffee. “Are you going to put on a shirt at least? Or clean up this mess?”
“Doesn’t Wanda still come by on Saturdays?”
“Wanda?”
“My cleaning lady.”
I shook my head. “No Wanda.”
He looked exceptionally put out by this news. “We’ll deal with all that later. I’m going to take a shower. Don’t eat the muffins.”
I could feel the steam gathering inside me. This man was impossible. “You said there were no muffins left.”
“Technically there are. But they’re for my aunt, not for the random chick squatting in my house.”
“I am not squatting. I pay rent.”
“We’ll see.” He rose and headed for the bathroom, in no particular hurry, leaving me to watch his back ripple as he walked away from me.
I tried not to do it, but a mess was something I couldn’t abide, and I found myself cleaning up the kitchen as I waited for Rock to finish his shower.
He emerged from the bathroom fifteen minutes later, a towel slung low around his waist.
“Oh my god!” I said, turning partially away as he whipped the towel off despite me still being in the kitchen. “Do you ever wear clothes?”
“I’m getting dressed right now. Not my fault you decided the living room would be my bedroom. Why are you watching if it bothers you so much?”
Oh god, he was right. I was watching him bend down to retrieve clothes from the duffel bag on the floor. I snapped my eyes away, spinning to face the window over the kitchen sink.
Why was this happening to me?
A moment later, Rock stood at my side, smelling clean and manly, and towering above me in a way that kind of made me want to lean into all that infuriating strength. “Ready when you are.”
