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She looks back at her papers before shoving things to the side. She drags the table back over and moves her books on top of it, then sits on the edge of one of the chairs, still leaning over her books.
When she looks up at me, she sighs. “Why did you tell me that I don’t need to worry about cleaning tonight? I don’t want to get paid for doing nothing.”
“You looked like you could use a night off to work on your paper. Either way, the house looks spotless. I couldn’t find a person who could do a better job, so enjoy getting paid to do nothing. You do more than enough to earn your pay through the rest of the week.”
Kendall bites her bottom lip, looking like she’s not quite sure about what I’m saying, but then nods and turns back to her work.
Once the food arrives a few minutes later, she slides her books to the side and turns on the television, picking some movie about a car that’s alive. I have no clue what’s going on, but she seems to enjoy it.
Even though I shouldn’t, I relax and eat dinner with her, thinking that maybe settling down will be alright if every night is like this.
9
KENDALL
Theheatfromthebubbling water eases the tension out of my body. I keep my case study high above the water, reading in the haze cast from the string lights overhead.
My glass of white wine sits to the side, the bottle still in a bucket of ice. The stars are shining high above me and not for the first time, I wonder how it’s possible that this is my life.
There is no way that I should be sitting in a multi-million-dollar home and enjoying a glass of wine while going through law school.
And yet, I am.
It feels surreal. Like a dream.
Although, that dream turned into a nightmare when that article hit the internet a couple days ago. Thankfully, nobody I know has said anything about it yet.
I know that it’s only a matter of time until someone has an opinion though. They always do.
Zara hasn’t said much about it either, other than offering me her support when we talked on the phone before bed that night.
I sigh and flip the page, trying to focus on what I’m reading. The words all seem to blend together but I have another paper coming up that I have to write soon.
However, focusing becomes impossible when Evan walks out wearing nothing more than a pair of swim trunks. His muscled and tattooed body is on display, sending heat rushing straight to my core.
“It seems like we keep finding each other out here,” Evan says before taking a long sip from the bottle of beer in his hand.
My gaze drifts down his body as he climbs the stairs and gets into the hot tub. There’s no hesitation like there was the first time we were in here together. Now, he seems confident in his actions, raising an eyebrow when I finally look back at him.
I squeeze my thighs together, trying to relieve some of the tension building between them as I set my case study to the side and reach for my glass of wine.
“If this isn’t alright,” Evan says, eyeing the way I finish my drink, “then I can go back inside and you can enjoy your night.”
“No,” I say, a little too fast. My cheeks feel like they’re on fire. “Stay. It’s fine.”
“Don’t you have something you need to finish?”
Desire runs through me at his words, sending a shiver down my spine. His voice is husky and there’s a heat to his look that makes me think he isn’t talking about my reading.
“Nope.” I watch him as he shifts in his spot before finishing his beer.
His entire body is tense, and he looks like he’s ready to snap at a moment’s notice. Evan stares out at the yard surrounding us, a muscle in his jaw ticking. I want to ask him what’s wrong, but I don’t know if I should.
What if he’s upset about another woman? One his age who can give him everything he wants?
He has been spending more of his nights out late, though I don’t know where he’s going or what he’s been up to. Not that it’s any of my business, but there is a small part of me that wonders.
There’s an even smaller part that gets jealous when I think about it.
