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A cold shower? I clear my throat. “Where are your clothes?”
He holds up his t-shirt. “I was getting dressed when you rang, my liege.” He bows in front of me.
“You do realize liege is a term from feudal society and refers to the unconditional bond between a man and his overlord.”
He wiggles his eyebrows. “Am I the man or the overlord?”
I open my mouth to respond but I snap it shut again. This is a stupid conversation. I motion to the table instead. “Why is there a mess on my kitchen table?”
“One.” He holds up a finger. “It’sourkitchen table.” He holds up another finger. “And, two, this is not a mess. This is my work.”
I grit my teeth. It is notourkitchen table. He’s a guest in my house. Nothing more.
“Can you put your work elsewhere? I eat on my kitchen table.”
“Okay.”
He saunters toward the door and I don’t sigh when he puts on his t-shirt to cover up his shoulder muscles. Who knew shoulders were sexy? I inhale a deep breath and force my thoughts back to the matter at hand.
“Where are you going? The table is in the opposite direction.”
“Harmony and Elder’s housewarming party.”
Now I’m grinding my teeth. “Aren’t you going to clean this mess up first?”
He checks his watch. “No time. I do hate to be late.”
I scowl. He’s full of shit. He’s never on time. “Liar.”
He clutches his chest. “Ah, you like me.” He motions to the door. “Come along. If you’re nice, I’ll let you accompany me to the party.”
I stare at the mess on the table for another second before I give in. There’s no sense trying to change Brody’s mind now.
“Accompany you to the party?” I mutter as we walk out the door. “What’s with all the old-fashioned language?”
“I’m working on a feudal fighting game for a client.”
“A feudal fighting game? What’s a feudal fighting game?”
“It’s really cool.” His hands fly in the air as he explains. “It’s a fighting game where strategy trumps fighting techniques. You have tactics such as maintaining unity in morale, misleading troop movements to surprise opposing armies, spreading misinformation regarding army size and provisions, and, naturally, there’s raiding.”
“Sounds violent.”
“But it’s not because it’s all about strategy.”
I shrug. I have no interest in videogames no matter how much I enjoy watching Brody’s blue eyes sparkle with interest as he explains.
We arrive at Elder and Harmony’s house and I walk inside where I join my friends Moon, Riley, Harmony, Eden, and Miller who are gathered in the living room.
“The Bragg bunch is impossible!” Moon shouts before I can greet anyone.
She is not wrong. “I’m with Moon.”
“I am not impossible,” Brody claims.
He’s completely impossible. “You made me drop my pottery.”
“I didn’t mean to. It was an accident.”
