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“Well, I’ll try to be more discreet next time. For the record, I’m not the one who insists on wearing dental floss instead of panties. Don’t know why you even bother with them at all.”
“Oh my God, you’re infuriating.” Infuriating, but I love her too much to be angry with her.
“And you’re funny as shit.” Her expression softens. “You’ve got the hots for Zeb.”
“I do not.”
“Oh please, the scarlet in your cheeks says otherwise. That Guardian’s got your panties all twisted in a knot. And you never answered my question.”
“What question?”
“What were the two of you doing in here all alone? Were you talking? Or something else?”
“We weren’t doing anything.”
“Liar. The air crackles with the energy flowing between the two of you. I thought I had dibs on picking the first Guardian?”
“If you want him, then by all means, he’s yours.” I gesture down the hall, toward the kitchen where Zeb’s muscular body breaks down the empty boxes for recycling. “I’m not calling dibs on anyone. Or did you forget I’ve sworn off men?”
“Haven’t forgotten about that.” Barbi moves to the side of the bed and starts folding my clothes. It’s not much: jeans, shirts, shorts, tank tops, and my lingerie collection. “But you can have Zeb. Alec’s got my eye. He’s got this wild, animalistic thing going on.” She leans in close. “I get a very sexy, fifty-shades kind of vibe from him. If you know what I mean.” Her brows wriggle and it’s all I can do not to roll my eyes.
“You can have AlecandZeb for all I care.”
“We’ll see. I don’t think the two of them would share a woman though.” Her brows knit together as she puffs out her cheeks. “But could you imagine? Two Guardians in bed? That would be a lot to handle. You can have Zeb. I can’t handle two of them.”
“Don’t know until you ask.”
“Well, I’m not asking. And I’m certainly not poaching from you.”
“From me? Did you miss the part where I said you could have Zeb?”
“Did you miss the part where I said I wasn’t taking him from you?” She rolls her eyes. “Not after seeing the way the two of you look at each other.” She leans back and shoves her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. “I’d kill for a man to look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like he wants to devour me.”
“That’s not—Zeb didn’t…”
“Think what you will, but I saw what I saw. And don’t worry. I’m not interested in Zeb. He’s all yours.”
“Zeb isn’t interested in someone like me.”
“From the way he looked at you, he’s more than interested.” She chuckles softly, then finishes folding a stack of jeans and places them in one of the empty drawers of the dresser. “You know, it might be a good thing.”
“How’s that?” I tilt my head to the side, curious.
“Well, having your own Guardian around might help with the problem of Professor Douchebag.” She leans toward me, as if we’re sharing a secret she doesn’t want anyone else to overhear. “I doubt Scott will mess with you if you’ve got a Guardian by your side.”
“I don’t know about that, but there’s something about Scott.” I glance at the door and nibble my lower lip as an unsettled feeling overcomes me.
“What do you mean?” She shakes her head, confused, like she wasn’t expecting the change in conversation.
“It’s probably nothing, but I’m pretty sure he was watching the house from down the street.”
“Watching? As in stalking?” Her eyes widen before forming a hard, angry glare. “I’m telling you the man’s deranged.” Her fingers clench, forming tight fists. “Hooking up with Zeb might not be such a bad idea.”
“Scott’s not deranged. He’s just…”
