“I’m not sure.”

Looking unimpressed, she grunts again.

Not a moment later my phone dings with an incoming text. It’s Finn telling me that he’s waiting downstairs in his Jeep. I must mumble the words under my breath because Lexie suddenly says, “What, Mr. Romantic can’t even be bothered to walk his ass up here and pick you up?”

I shoot her another look before gathering up my purse and heading for the door. “It’s not a big deal. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay. Text me when you get back if I’m not here,” she calls out after me.

Opening the door, I yell back, “Will do. Have fun tonight.”

Stopping right outside my door, I smooth down my shorts and straighten my top. Just as I’m about to start down the hall, the apartment door next to us opens and out walks Roan. For a long moment neither one of us say a word as our eyes catch.

Not sure what to do, I hold up my hand in silent greeting as he starts towards me. His gaze, just like last night, ensnares mine, refusing to let it go. When he finally stops about two feet from me, his eyes take a leisure tour down my body before coming back up to meet mine. I feel the heat of a blush stain my cheeks at his perusal.

Why does this guy have such an effect on me?

I don’t even like him.

Well, in all fairness, I don’t know him well enough to make that kind of statement, but what I do know of him, I don’t particularly care for. And yet, he tangles my insides up every single time I see him. It’s maddening.

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“Looking sexy, Ivy.”

“Thanks,” I mumble under my breath. “I’ve got to get going.” With that, I try making a hasty get away but he’s right there besides me. His long legged strides shortening to match mine. Apparently I’m not going to be able to shake him loose so easily.

“Hot date tonight?”

It’s so much better when we’re both facing forward and his eyes aren’t able to capture mine. Even though I can feel him watching me, it’s nowhere near the full effect and therefore I’m still able to keep my wits about me.

“Ummm,” well... “Just getting together with a friend.”

He nods as we continue walking. As silence settles over us, I find myself asking, “What are you up to?” Not that I care…

“Going to work out at the gym, then I’ll probably head out with Sam.”

I finally allow my eyes to slide over him. He’s wearing long athletic shorts and a black tank top that does incredible things for his arms. I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating- those arms of his are literally amazing. Huge. They have to be at least seventeen inches around. I’m not kidding. Roan has massive biceps. I can’t help but remember what it felt like last night to have them wrapped around me.

And…. I definitely shouldn’t be thinking about that right now.

Or ever.

I’m doing my damnedest to put out fires, not enflame them.

Arriving at the elevator, I quickly stab the down arrow button since we’re on the third floor. As we wait, I look everywhere but at him. Even though I don’t allow my eyes to stray towards him, I feel the heat of his gaze licking over me. I’m practically squirming as my unease continues ratcheting up to unprecedented levels. I just want the damn elevator to arrive so I can get the hell away from Roan and his gorgeous body.

Damn it! I really have to stop thinking about Roan’s hot body…

But it’s a thing of beauty. There’s no denying it.

Thankfully the elevator dings, signaling that the car has finally arrived. As soon as the doors slide open, I rush inside before punching the lobby button about seven times in quick succession. When I glance over at Roan, a big grin tugs at the edges of his lips. He’s all but smirking at me.

I seriously hate when he does that.

As the doors close, locking us inside together, my brows lower as I treat him to a full on glare. It’s so much easier to embrace the irritation than the attraction I’m currently feeling.

Crap. I don’t want to feel attracted to Roan. And I sure as hell don’t want him suspecting that I’m attracted to him either. He’d only end up thinking he could use me. And that’s never going to happen.

“Something funny?”

His blue-green hued eyes slide to mine. “Nope, not at all.” Humor all but simmers within their shining depths. That alone is enough to have me clenching my teeth.

“Just spill it, King.” This guy seriously aggravates the crap out of me. How is it possible to be so turned on one moment and so completely irritated the next by the same person?

With our eyes locked on one another, he reaches out before hitting the alarm button. I gasp as the elevator jolts to a halt.




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