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“I won’t.” She set off for the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Her injury really wasn’tthatbad. She imagined women felt worse after having C-sections. If they could do it—with a newborn—she could manage too.
But lifting her arms to remove her PJ top tugged at the wound. Every twist and turn she usually executed without a thought made her think twice.
No wonder AJ is so grumpy about his head injury.
As she stepped into the shower and washed, she thought about his injury and how he ignored all of the doctor’s orders. Was he even supposed to drive? Yet he’d been the one to bring her home.
He wasn’t going to bossheraround and makeherrest.
When she got out of the shower, the scent of waffles hit her.
Her appetite rumbled and stretched like a beast poked by a stick—or in this case, the fragrance of butter and maple syrup did the poking.
Dressing in a loose top and leggings didn’t take so long when her stomach was urging her to get to the kitchen. But even though she was suddenly starving, she didn’t want AJ to believe he could win her over with simple cooking.
In fact, there wasn’t a thing hecoulddo to make it up to her.
Seeing all the balloons filling the front of her apartment brought a sigh to her lips. And the heavy rock music projecting from the kitchen made her shake her head in despair.
A man like AJ didn’t just pop back into her life—he took over.
They needed to have a very frank discussion—as soon as possible. She started toward the kitchen where the mouthwatering smell of waffles wafted from, but her door buzzed.
Her building was equipped with good security features. One of them was a camera on the front door and an app the residents could use to see who was ringing them for entrance. She pulled up the app and saw a familiar man standing there.
Her heart stilled.Oh god.What did Robert want? Another glance showed her that he was holding a bouquet of flowers and a small bag.
She couldn’t let him up here, not with AJ manning the kitchen—and waffle iron—like he owned the place.
Which he didn’t. AJ was only a concerned friend who’d stopped by to check on her.
And torment her with his hard muscles.
And harder cock.
Robert tipped his face up to the camera above the door. His pleasant expression was exactly what Indika needed right now.
She pressed the button on the wall to admit him and then stood by the door, waiting to let him into her apartment.
Bad idea.
She was going to hold him off at the door. She wasn’t trying tohideAJ from Robert, but those two worlds didn’t need to collide. One was her past, the other her present. She didn’t have a clue about her future yet, but she knew it didn’t involve the man trying to sweeten her up with fresh waffles.
She opened the door and peeked into the hall just in time to see Robert heading her way. He saw her and grinned. Lengthening his strides, he hurried to the door.
She tossed a glance over her shoulder, making sure AJ was still in the kitchen. The strains of a guitar and a driving rock beat floated to her ears.
Robert reached her, and he searched her face. “I heard what happened from Brown.”
She offered a small smile in greeting. “I’m sure the whole office knows.”
He nodded. “Everyone is concerned. I volunteered to bring you these.” He held out the flowers and the bag.
“Very sweet of you.” She took the bag and peeked inside to see half a dozen fat, ripe oranges. The scent wafted out at her.
Looking up at him, her smile widened. “You remembered how much I love oranges. And the flowers are lovely.” She brought the bouquet to her nose.
Just then, Robert looked behind her.
