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“Why? Don’t like sharing?” CJ grins at me from over his shoulder, interrupting my perving.
“No. I just don’t want to end up in jail for murder. I’m far too pretty to handle being a prison bitch.” I sigh dramatically.
CJ stops short on the fifth floor, causing me to stumble up the next step. He turns, looking at me with a straight face. “Are you trying to tell me you’ll kill me over food?”
I laugh. “No. If I cook, mycookingwill kill you.”
He laughs at that before turning to Allie, his eyes softening. “What about you, Cupcake? Are you going to kill me with your cooking?” he teases.
“No! I can cook,” Allie tells him defensively, ducking her head when she realises how fiery she sounded.
CJ throws his head back, laughing his arse off as he carries on up the stairs.
“Good to know, Cupcake.”
Allie scrunches her nose up at his endearment, seeming confused. I’m not one for nicknames, but even I have to admit that CJ calling her ‘Cupcake’ is kind of cute.
“So, what are you ladies up to this fine Friday evening?” CJ asks as we near our floor.
When it’s plainly obvious Allie isn’t going to answer, I speak up. “We’re spending the rest of the afternoon unpacking the shopping and all our moving boxes. What about you two?” I ask, not wanting to be rude. Plus, I love conversation.
“Going out to watch the game and have a beer. Fancy tagging along with us?” he asks. Although he’s answering my question, he’s staring down at Allie as he answers.
“No, thank you,” she replies, pushing her glasses up her nose nervously.
“My loss.”
A small smile tugs at my own lips at their interaction. Allie has never had a boyfriend. She’s pretty and she’s also overly shy. So many lads tried to ask her out throughout high school, and after, but she’d always brush them off, looking uncomfortable. This has to be the most interaction she’s had with a male, other than the time she’s spent with Alec.
Opening the front door to our flat, I let both lads head through to the kitchen with the shopping bags. Cole is the last one to pass me, his arm accidentally brushing my breast. I gasp, my heart skyrocketing. My core tightens as an electrical current runs through my body.
“Sorry,” he rumbles huskily.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, too stunned and turned on to say anything else. I should feel outraged, but deep down I know he didn’t do it on purpose, and if I’m deeply honest, his touch wasn’t exactly unwanted.
Allie and I stand just inside the doorway, watching quietly as CJ and Cole’s large frames fill our kitchen, making it seem smaller.
“Thank you for carrying our shopping bags.” I thank both lads, my gaze staying focused on Cole’s as I say the words.
His gaze doesn’t leave mine until he steps out into the hallway. Once he’s out, he turns back towards us with an intense expression. He looks lost, deep in thought.
“We couldn’t listen to you two pant and struggle all the way up eight flights of stairs,” CJ teases, nudging Allie in the arm.
“I was doing fine. I wasn’t panting,” Allie tells CJ defensively, furiously blushing.
CJ winks down at her. “Don’t worry, Cupcake, we’ll work on your stamina.”
I didn’t think Allie could turn any redder, but she does. Her eyes are wide, her mouth agape as she stares up at CJ with a stubborn look, mixed with lust.
“I… What… I…” she stutters, before shaking her head and rushing past me, down the hall.
CJ and I laugh at her retreating form and laugh harder when we hear the door to her bedroom slam closed.
My watery eyes flick to Cole’s again to find him looking to the floor, a small smirk playing on his lips. It causes his face to relax a little, letting me see a different side to him. It also makes him look even sexier, driving my heart wild.
“Cute,” CJ murmurs, still staring off in the direction of Allie’s bedroom. Shaking his head, his dark eyes reach mine, a sexy smirk pulling at his lips. “See you later,” he chuckles, turning and slapping Cole on his back.
He leaves Cole and I alone in the hallway, letting himself inside their flat and leaving the door open an inch for Cole.
