My lips twitched at that. “You’re not mad?”
“I was furious last night. It was all I could do not to go back and beat the shit out of him. Again.”
“Is that why you were so quiet going home?”
He nodded. “I’m sorry for that.”
“For being quiet?”
“For attacking your family.”
He sounded so sincere. I looked down at the pillow on my lap, my hands wrapped so tightly around it, and let out a deep breath. “He’s not family. He never was.”
“But you wanted him to be?”
I wanted him to be something else for me. “His mom loved me when mine died. I think no matter what happens between him and me, I’ll always feel something for him, just because of his mom. Sheila’s a good person.”
“Then what happened with him?”
I shrugged. “Ha. I don’t know. His parents got divorced before we moved in, obviously, but no one never talked about it. Ever. Kevin was always with a girlfriend the one year we lived together.” I remembered when they helped me move into my dorm. “Kevin showed up to help me move in, but he didn’t really help. He took off. Things were chilly between him and my dad. I don’t think my dad likes him much.”
“Your dad’s smart.”
“What do you mean?”
Caden clapped his hands together and rubbed them back and forth. “Your stepson always has a girlfriend around. He’s obviously sexually active. You’ve got a gorgeous daughter, and you’re bringing her into the same house with that guy. That’s like bringing your most beloved creation into a lion’s den. I’d be worried too. Hell, I would’ve put cameras in that kid’s room. If he touches my daughter, all bets are off. Someone’s losing a dick.”
…gorgeous daughter… He called me gorgeous. I couldn’t…
“You think I’m gorgeous?”
Caden frowned. “Do you not look in a mirror?”
Caden thought I was beautiful. “You think I’m hot stuff?” I must’ve been glowing.
“Summer, you shouldn’t need me to tell you you’re beautiful.”
“Says who?”
He laughed again. “Guys must’ve told you. Right?”
I shook my head. “I dated a few guys in high school. One was president of the debate team. The other was b-string on the junior varsity baseball team. The last was a summer fling when I joined 4-H. I did a lot of baking that summer.” None of them had told me I was pretty. “One said I was cute, but that was it.”
“Then they’re all idiots.”
Tingles spread through me, warming me all the way to my toes. An excited buzz started low in my stomach. “Thank you.”
His eyebrows pinched together. “For what?”
“For making me feel good.”
An emotion I didn’t know, one I hadn’t seen in someone other than maybe my father, passed in his eyes. “Well, it’s the truth. I’m not blowing smoke up your ass.”
“I’m hot stuff, remember?”
He sighed, standing. “You’re going to make me call you that all the time now, aren’t you?”
“I’d settle for Hot Tits.” I glanced down at mine. “Maybe the positive reinforcement will help them grow.”
“Okay, Hot Tits.” He held his hand out to me. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” I put my hand in his, and he pulled me to my feet.
“I got roped into saying I’d help put those flamingos in people’s yards. You can keep me company.”
I glanced out the window, my hand still in his. “It’s getting dark out.”
“That’s the point.” He looked me up and down. “You’re going to have to change.”
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I had on jeans and a grey sweater. I thought I was fashion forward today. Then I noticed him. He wore black, all black. “I have to dress like you?”
“That’s the idea.”
I had no idea what was going on, but Caden gave me a ride back to my dorm, holding my hand the entire time. I tried not to think about it, but friends didn’t hold hands. I was pretty sure that was a rule…or was it? I couldn’t imagine holding Avery’s hand, but then again, I couldn’t imagine Caden holding anyone except a girlfriend’s hand.
He let go when I started to get out of the Land Rover. “Hold on.” He put it in park and turned the engine off.
“What are you doing?”
He gestured up to my room. “I’m going up with you.”
“Why?” All the girls would want him. He was mine.
“I have to go to the bathroom. We have to pick up the flamingos at Jill’s house, and I’ve been there before. She has seven roommates, and they always have friends over. I’ll take my chances in a girl’s dorm.” He followed me out, shutting his door. “You must have a guy’s bathroom in there, right?”