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He looked over his shoulder, and my eyes shot up to his. Busted. I refused to be embarrassed about appreciating the human form. Gavin’s lips curled up a tiny bit, and he held the door open for me.
“Turnabout is fair play, you know.”
I raised my chin as I walked past him into the brightly lit living room. “As if anyone could keep their eyes off my ass.”
He chuckled behind me, a dark, dangerous sound. “Careful what you wish for, Princess.”
4
Iprobably shouldn’t have taunted my new landlord, but I couldn’t help myself. Gavin activated all my instincts to hit first and ask questions later.
The door closed behind us with a quiet click, and Gavin veered around me headed toward the sliding glass door on the other side of the kitchen. I caught a whiff of the most horrible smell imaginable, a cross between rotting socks and a couch left in the rain for a few years.
Dear god, what was in his bag?
I dropped my stuff to pinch my nose closed, blinking until my watering eyes cleared. “What the hell was that?”
Gavin glanced over his shoulder, shoving the slider open. “I thought you spent all your time with athletes?”
“Yeah, but none of them could clear a room with the stink of their gear alone.”
He raised a brow as he set the bag outside and closed the door, thankfully trapping the smell on the other side of the glass. “Sounds like they need to work harder then.”
Iwould nottake offense. I would raise my chin and be the better person. I would?—
“Maybe your fiancé should spend less time primping and more time working up a sweat.” Gavin tossed me a smug smile, and rage disintegrated any semblance of nice Eva.
“Listen, you puck-addled asshole. You and your hockey buddies wouldn’t last a day on the football field. Hell, you wouldn’t last a day in my cheer squad. Not that I’d trust you with something as complicated as stunt work. At least Mac knows the difference between skill and brute force.”
His smirk didn’t falter as he snorted out a disbelieving laugh and turned his back on me to open the refrigerator. “Sure, Princess. Jaden beat your fiancé in a head-to-head footrace, and he’s not even the fastest guy on my team.”
I growled, shoving the fridge door closed and planting myself in front of it. “They were racing naked and barefoot on a gravel road.”
Gavin stared down at me, not bothering to back up despite mere inches separating us. “I truly couldn’t care less.”
My jaw clenched. “You brought it up.”
“And you can’t handle a little teasing.”
Cole walked into the living room with his hockey bag slung over his shoulder, and the stink—somehow worse than Gavin’s—reached me well before the man. I grimaced before I could stop myself.
“I can’t live here with that putrid smell,” I muttered.
He cast a quick, confused glance between Gavin and I, then made a beeline for the door. “That’s why we keep the bags outside.”
I sighed, utterly done with the day, and slid away from Gavin. His gaze burned into me, but I ignored him. I was holding on to my sanity by the tattered ends. All I wanted was to go to bed and try again tomorrow. Even if it was the bed of the enemy.
“Where’s my duck, Cole?”
“I can handle duck duty tonight. We’re vibing, don’t worry.”
“Henry needs her bath.”
Cole flashed me a grin. “I’m an expert at giving a lady a bath.”
I leaned sideways to peer around him, searching the stairs for signs of a duck in distress. “She’s kind of temperamental.”
“Like her owner,” Gavin grumbled.
