Blue Lines(18)

“I’m leaving now.”

“Yay,” she mumbled unenthusiastically before she hung up the phone. She sat for a moment and had no clue what they were going to tell Alla and Cooper when they got into town. Hell, she didn’t even know what she was going to tell her own parents.

Blah, this was such a mess.

Realizing that time was ticking, she hopped up and ran back to her room. After a quick shower she threw on her comfortable Pink knit shorts and matching top. Walking back to the living room she admired Elli’s decorating skill. Elli had done her living room in a bright yellow and Piper loved it. It matched her gray furniture perfectly. That’s why she had set up one of her work desks in here, because this room made her feel good.

There were a lot of things she’d like to do with the house, and once she was sure she wanted to buy it she would make those changes. For now, though, she was just a renter, although … she did need to get the baby’s room set up. She was waiting on her next appointment when she’d find out if the baby was a boy or a girl, and she hoped that once she knew its gender she would come up with some ideas for how to decorate the nursery. Gah, that was another thing she needed to do, make the doctor’s appointment. She had held off scheduling it, thinking that after she told Erik of the pregnancy he would want to go with her and find out if the baby was a boy or girl. But she now knew that was of no interest to him.

How sad was that?

With a sigh, Piper had moved to the kitchen to pour herself some sweet tea when a knock sounded at the front door. Placing the glass back down on the counter, Piper made her way down the hall that held pictures of her and her family and friends. When she came to the foyer, she thought about how she’d like to redecorate this, too—yep, she needed to let Elli know she definitely was ready to buy this place. The entryway was still black and purple from when Elli had her Assassins shrine. Yeah, Piper definitely needed to change that.

Opening the door, she found Erik on the other side, looking down at his phone.

And of course, he looked freaking scrumptious.

His hair was combed to the side and he was wearing preppy shorts and a shirt with a hot pair of black sunglasses that covered his sexy eyes. When he glanced up at her, he smiled, sending happy little tingles to the spot between her thighs.

God, he was sexy.

“Hey,” he said.

Piper hesitated, then smiled and moved out of the way for him to enter.

“Hey, come on in.”

“This is a nice place. Really secluded, though,” he said as he walked past her and into the house. Piper shut the door.

“Yeah, I like it that way. Let’s go into the kitchen, which is straight ahead, then right,” she said, then followed him down the hall, watching his butt move as he walked. He had such a fine ass. Solid with muscle, and man, her mouth was starting to water.

Look away, Piper, look away!

Piper shook her head as she glanced up at the ceiling.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“Sure, beer?”

She met his eyes and glared. “I’m pregnant. Why would I have beer?”

Erik looked around awkwardly. “So, no beer?”

She wanted to scream, but instead she said, “No, would you like some tea?”

“Sweet?”

She blinked a few times before saying, “I’m southern. Is there any other kind?”

“I was just making sure you weren’t a weirdo that drank unsweetened tea,” Erik said, laughing, “but yeah, can I get some of that?”

Piper made her way to the refrigerator and got out the pitcher of fresh sweet sun tea. It was her favorite, and she hated that she had to watch her caffeine intake during the pregnancy since too much would not be good for the baby. Pouring a glass for him and topping her glass off, she suggested they go out on the patio to talk. The living room was too confining and it wasn’t good to be too close to him. She had too many memories of being on her couch with Mr. Titov.

Turning with the glasses in her hands, she found Erik watching her with a nervous look on his face. She paused as their eyes met. It blew her mind that she still had the same insane feelings for him. Her heart was beating at an erratic pace while her palms felt sweaty. Her mouth felt dry, but the spot between her thighs was slick and wet. The worst part about it all was that she swore he could see everything she was feeling. His eyes were dark with lust as he held her gaze. He was looking at her like it was a hundred degrees out and she was the sweet sun tea and he was dying of thirst. She felt like throwing their glasses of tea over her shoulders and attacking him. Not good.

Suddenly his eyes brightened with knowing, and his lips curved in a mischievous little grin before he said, “I think we should get married.”