Page 20 of Withholding Nothing


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“Do you need us to come up with you?” Ava asked her when Ashton hopped out.

“Nah, I think I’m good. If he tries anything, he’ll meet the end of my baseball bat,” she said, looking at me as I got out my truck. I grabbed my bag from the bed of my truck and walked around to meet her.

“I feel like I already need to call the police,” I joked. She smirked at me before turning back to her friends.

“I’ll call you guys later,” she said.

“Have fuuuuun!” Alex called from the passenger seat in a sing-song tone.

“Whatever!” Ashton replied in the same tone before waving me along. “I guess I should show you to your new home.”

“You make it sound like I’m a pet you just adopted,” I mentioned.

“I’m trying to be nice,” she said over her shoulder. We walked up to her building and climbed up the stairs to the second level. I fought to keep my eyes from settling on her ass. The last thing I needed was for her to catch me staring and throw me into the creep category.

“Here we are.” She unlocked the door and pushed it opened, gesturing me to go inside. Everything looked as it did in the pictures. A plush black sofa and love seat sat in her living room with a glass coffee table in the center of the floor. A flat screen TV sat on top of an entertainment center across from the couch, pictures of her friends and family decorating the wall.

“Nice place,” I finally said. “You only pay $730 for this?”

“Yep.”

“Hmm.” I stroked my chin. “Maybe I can just get my own apartment and not have a roommate.” When she looked at me in slight panic, I smiled and shook my head. “I’m kidding. I’d rather split bills than try to juggle all this by myself right now.”

“Oh.” She relaxed a bit. “Well, now it’s time to lay down some rules,” she said.

“Rules?”

“Um, yeah, rules,” she repeated as she rolled her eyes. “So don’t touch anything in the fridge that has an A on it. I bought that specifically for myself.”

“Nothing with an A; got it.”

“And don’t bother me while I’m working.”

“You work from home?” I asked. “What do you do?”

She frowned. “Very important work that requires me not to be disturbed,” she clipped. I held my hands up.

“Okay, no bothering you while you’re doing your important work. What else?”

“No touching my strawberries and cream body wash. I’ll know if you do.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, because I’d love to smell like a pink Starburst,” I mentioned sarcastically. “Woman, please.”

“And of course, clean after yourself. I’m no one’s maid and I don’t want bugs.”

“Of course,” I said. “Anything else, your highness?”

“I guess that’s all. I’ll show you to your room then,” she said. I followed her down the hall, almost bumping into her when she stopped abruptly.

“My bad,” I said, taking a step back when she turned around.

“There’s your room,” she said, pointing to the closed door, “and there’s the bathroom.” She pointed to the opened door beside it.

“And I’m guessing that’s your room?” I asked, pointing to the door at the end of the hall. She looked over her shoulder as if she didn’t know what I was talking about.

“Yes, which is off limits,” she said.

“Of course it is,” I said. She shook her head and walked around me, leaving me alone in the hallway. I entered the bedroom and saw that the room was already made up for me. The bed was covered with a black comforter with white sheets underneath. A smaller flat screen sat on top of a tall black dresser near the foot of the bed and a small desk sat on the other side of the room.

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