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I pull open the door and slip inside the lobby before pressing the button for the third floor.
Just when I think she’s fallen back to sleep, she mumbles, “Now I can check something off my list.”
When the elevator arrives, I step inside. A second or two later, the metal doors slide shut and I press her warm body closer to mine, wishing the jacket wasn’t between us. I want to feel the softness of her curves.
“What list?”
The car arrives at the third floor and the doors open with a rumble. I head to her apartment, passing by a couple people chilling in the hallway as loud music pours out from within. Unwilling to get sucked into a conversation, I avoid all eye contact.
Once we reach her door, I say, “Where’s your key?”
She slips her hand beneath the jacket to the small purse tucked against her side before producing a keyring and dropping it into my palm.
As I shove open the door and carry her inside, I prompt, “Tell me more about this list.”
I’ve been to their place a couple times with Ford and Mav, so I know exactly which room is Juliette’s. One step over the threshold and the scent of her perfume slyly wraps itself around me, teasing my senses. I beeline for the queen-sized bed and set her carefully down in the middle of the mattress before straightening to my full height.
I should probably get the hell out of here before anything else happens.
“I made a list of all the things I wanted to do before graduating college.” She shrugs out of my jacket. “And getting drunk at a party was one of them.” Her lips tug down at the corners. “But I don’t remember the number.”
Juliette has a bucket list?
Now I’m curious.
What else is on this list?
I glance around the room.
My gaze is drawn back to her when she grips the hem of the sweater. “Carina made me wear this.”
“You look good.” Way better than that, actually.
More like fucking fantastic.
I’ve been salivating over her all night. Like a starving wolf that has a plump rabbit locked in its sights.
She shoots me a frown. “That’s probably the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
Well, shit.
“You’ve always been such a jerk,” she adds.
Guilt pricks at me. I know exactly how I’ve treated her. It was a deliberate move on my part to keep her firmly at arm’s length. I just never realized she’d noticed.
Or cared.
With a scoot to the edge of the bed, she leans forward to unzip the tall black boots that hit right below her knee. The sound of the zipper being drawn down is enough to have my mouth going bone dry. That probably shouldn’t be so sexy, but tell that to my dick. The damn thing is already twitching with interest.
I clear my throat. This would be an excellent time to take off. I’ve made sure that she got home safely. There’s no other reason for me to stay.
“So, where’s this list you keep talking about?”
Without glancing at me, she waves toward the nightstand. There’s a glass lamp with a white fuzzy shade, paperback, pen, and lip balm. Everything on the small table is neat and orderly.
Just like Juliette.
God but it’s tempting to mess it up.
