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Rex doesn’t askif I want to go home as he drives to his apartment.
He knows me well enough to know the answer.
Hanging out with him is more enjoyable than hanging out in the loft solo.
Tonight was a shitshow, to say the least. I’d expected a simple night out of having drinks, not for every resident of Blue Beech to believe we’re dating.
Rex stuck to water the rest of the night since he was driving. Like at the wedding, he played the boyfriend role perfectly—further confirmation he’s capable of commitment even if he doesn’t believe it himself. It was as if Candy hit a switch in him tonight. His hand never left me after our kiss—whether it was on my hip, my shoulder, or my thigh. He kissed my cheek a few times, but there was no more mouth action.
Thank God.
Had it been like the first one, there would have been a decent chance I’d lose my mind and straddle him in front of everyone because I was so turned on.
I toss my sweater on the back of the couch and kick my sandals off when we walk into his apartment. His three-bedroom place screams total bachelor pad. Rex has the master bedroom with an attached bathroom, Josh has the second bedroom, and the third is empty for a new roommate. Rex is picky about who he rents to.
He tosses his keys onto the coffee table while I run to his bathroom. I glance around his room on the way there. It matches his personality perfectly. One wall is painted a deep red while the other three are black. A black-and-white canvas painting is hung over his bed along with video game and cinema posters. I grin when I pass the picture of us from graduation on his nightstand.
When I leave the bathroom, Rex is in the kitchen, standing in front of the open fridge.
“Yo, drink?” he shouts over his back while snagging a bottle of water.
“H2O, please!” I join him in the kitchen while he grabs another bottle and shuts the fridge.
His jacket is off, his feet bare, and his thin white tee shows off his muscular arms. Just because Rex isn’t built like a bodybuilder with bulging arms doesn’t mean he isn’t fit. He’s tall and lean. I love how he towers over me.
When he comes closer, my pulse races as I remember our kiss, him touching me at the bar, and of him in the shower, stroking himself.
“Are you still worried about your game?” I ask when he hands me the water.
He leans back against the counter, his forehead scrunching. “Every damn day.”
My heart breaks at the stress on his face. “I’m sorry. Anything I can do to help?”
The offer grants me a smile.
“You help me every time we hang out—calming me and shit,” he says.
“I’m your personal Xanax, huh?” My words come out in a laugh.
“Pretty much.” He chugs down half his water.
“Let me check it out.” I stroll into the living room, him lagging behind me, and drop my water onto the floor before grabbing a gaming remote. “It’s been a hot minute since I’ve played, but my amazing skills haven’t been forgotten.”Hopefully.I pop a squat onto the carpeted floor and stretch my legs out in front of me.
Rex powers on the TV and game console.
I beam with pride when the game’s home screen pops up on the TV, displaying the characters, and I point at the TV with the remote. “That princess had still better be me.”
“You think I’d risk you kicking my ass if I changed it?”
“You’d never change it anyway.”
He cocks his head to the side, smirking. “I might when you break up with me.”
I roll my eyes. “You’d better not whenyoubreak up withme.You can make the character dudes hotter in case my character wants to date one of them.”
“Hotter character dudes, huh?”
