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With a huff, she drags her hands down. “Fine. I’ve just always thought it’s sexy when a guy does that.”
I frown. “When a guy does what?”
“You know.” I glance over and she makes some gesture with her hands. “Puts their arm behind your headrest and reverses.”
A deep chuckle rumbles in my chest. “Are you saying you think I’m sexy?” I’m not really a teasing kind of guy, but she’s pulling it out of me.
“I said the act itself is sexy.”
I bring the truck to a stop at an intersection. “Yeah, but it was so good when I did it that you were left speechless.”
“Don’t blame me. Blame the muscles.” She crosses her arms in a huff.
“It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone you like my muscles.” I glance over and elbow her.
She rolls her eyes good-naturedly. “Most people just use the cameras and don’t even look behind them.”
“Force of habit from old trucks in Montana, I guess.” I shrug and ease the truck forward when the light changes.
“Anyway, like I was saying… the vet gave me a supplement to mix into the wet cat food three times a day because he’s a little underweight, but you’re going to be gone a lot of the time.”
We round the street our condo is on, and I hit the button for the remote that controls the underground garage door. “I’ll give you a key to my place and you can go in there and feed him.”
“You’d do that?”
The surprise in her voice has me wanting to stop and look at her expression, but I can’t look at her because I’m navigating the underground garage and it’s always a tight squeeze for my truck.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?” I park in my designated spot.
“You’re such a private person. I figured you wouldn’t want a virtual stranger wandering around your place when you’re away.”
“A stranger, no. You, I’m fine with.” I look over at her, a little startled when it dawns on me how true that statement is.
Eleven
Twyla
The next day at lunch, I pop by Chase’s place. After we set up everything in his place, he told me he would feed Zeus before he left for practice today, so I’m on the lunch shift. As soon as I step into his apartment, Zeus hops down from something in the kitchen and trots over to the door with a meow.
“Hello, cutie pie.” I pick him up and tell him what a handsome boy he is as I walk through the living room and dining room toward the kitchen.
I put him down to grab his food, and he weaves between my legs while I prepare the plate with his food and the supplement. He pounces on the plate as soon as I put it on the floor.
“Must have been hungry, little guy,” I say, putting away all the supplies.
Since I need to make sure he finishes it all, I check to see if the kitty litter needs to be changed. I’m sure Chase will be thankful for that. I walk down the hall and pass the spare room with the door that’s locked.
Chase may not mind if I’m here when he’s not, but he made it clear that I’m not to go in the room with the closed door. I have no idea what’s behind that door, but the fact it’s locked, plus he told me to stay away, piques my curiosity. Everything from an office with important documents to a secret sex lair has run through my brain.
When I reach the closet door that’s been left ajar for Zeus to come and go, I swing it open and see that the litter is clean. What a surprise! Chase must have cleaned it before he left for practice.
Leaving the door open a crack, I head back to the kitchen. Zeus is just finishing his food, so I grab the comb from the cabinet Chase designated as Zeus’s and sit on the floor beside him.
The minute the brush comes in contact with a snag, he meows and tries to run away, but after about ten minutes of stopping and starting, I offer him a few treats as a reward. Hopefully grooming is something he’ll get more used to and he’ll understand that when it’s done, he gets a reward.
Then I hold him up near my face and take a selfie of the two of us. On impulse, I forward the picture to Chase. We exchanged numbers yesterday so that I could get a hold of him if there was any issue when I popped by his place.
Me: Just brushed the big guy. Look how handsome!
