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“You were supposed to empty the boxes and bring the empties up, but I got tired of waiting.” Her gaze shifts between me and Zeb again.
That glint in her eye tells me she’s up to no good and hints at her mischievousness. She’s curious what Zeb and I were doing in here alone.
I take a deep breath and shake off my embarrassment. Keeping my voice upbeat, I pretend having a tall, dark, and gorgeous Guardian eyeing my bras and panties is an everyday occurrence.
Nothing going on here.
Except his gaze keeps shifting from the pile to what I’m wearing. And I know exactly what’s going through his mind. He’s debating whether I’m currently wearing a thong or lacy panties.
“It’s alright.” I grab one of the boxes we brought down earlier and dump those clothes on top of the pile, burying the evidence, as it were.
Zeb wanders close. His arm brushes against mine. That tingle of electricity engulfs me, making all the fine hairs on my arms stand at attention.
“Need help with that?” He rocks back on his heels and flashes a mischievous grin.
“With what?” I pretend I’m not standing in front of a pile of my half-folded clothes and try to sound nonchalant even through there’s a bright-red pair of lacy panties peeking out from beneath the pile.
Just kill me now.
“Folding? Unpacking? Packing? Consider me free labor.” He folds his arms across his chest, looking pleased with himself. His offer hangs in the air and no one says anything.
Barbi waits for me to react. Her attention shifts to me and she throws me a lifeline.
“Zeb, why don’t you take the empty boxes to the kitchen and start breaking them down?” The twinkle in her eyes tells me my cheeks are indeed flushed and rosy red.
“I can definitely do that.” Zeb grabs the empty boxes and heads for the door. Before he leaves, he pauses and twists back to look at me. “I enjoyed our talk and look forward to continuing it at a later time.”
My face is on fire as I watch Zeb leave. I wait until he’s gone, and out of earshot, before spinning around to smack Barbi on her arm.
“What the hell were you thinking?” I press my hands against my cheeks, mortified and a bit giddy at the same time. “Was that your idea of a joke?”
“What did he mean byYour talk?” Barbi props her hands on her hips and raises her eyebrows. “Were you really talking? Or was something else going on?” She ignores my question to ask hers. “Looks like something else was going on.”
“It was nothing,” I mumble and take a step back. I reach for one of the drawers near the bed and pull it open. “Did you really have to embarrass me like that?”
“What did I do?” She feigns innocence, but the glint in her eyes says otherwise.
It was deliberate.
“You know what you did.”
“Do not.”
“You dumped my stuff on the bed where he could see all my…”
“All your, what?” That impish grin of hers is back.
“You know what I mean.”
“Do you mean your panties, or the thongs?” She holds up the red, silk panties in one hand and loops her finger through one of my thongs with her other hand. Holding them both up, she bats her eyes at me like an innocent.
“Both.” I snatch my things out of the air, mortified Zeb could walk back in any second, and toss them in one of the empty drawers behind me.
“Hey, it’s not my fault. I grabbed those first and covered them with the rest of your things so the guys didn’t get an eyeful. If I’d known you were having a private tête-á-tête with your own Guardian, I wouldn’t have…” A low laugh escapes her. “Why do you care? Unless…” She doesn’t complete that sentence, but I know exactly what she means.
If I didn’t care what Zeb thought, I wouldn’t care what he saw.
“I can’t look him in the eyes after that.”
