He cupped her face in his hand. “I think it would be different too. But I’d rather find the right place and time to ease into this slowly. I don’t like the idea of Kos or Liam or Frasheri walking in here when we’re in the middle of something good. So why don’t we leave this pot on to simmer for a while?”
She hadn’t even thought about someone walking in on them. Eric was right. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t disappointed.
Eric weaved his fingers into her long hair and pulled her close to give her a long, lingering kiss that left her wanting more. And soon.
If she didn’t leave now, she might not have the strength to.
She reluctantly got to her feet, then offered him a hand. He took it and walked with her to the door.
“I’ll see you later?” she asked.
He grinned, his blue eyes twinkling. “Count on it.”
Jayna went up on her toes to give him another kiss, then slipped out of his room and hurried downstairs. Megan must have heard her coming because her friend opened the door before Jayna could even knock.
“Well?” Megan asked with a grin that would make the Cheshire cat proud. “Did you have fun?”
Jayna laughed. Considering that Megan wasn’t much more experienced with guys than Jayna, she was certainly interested in her and Eric hooking up.
“Yes, I had fun,” Jayna said. “But all we did was talk.”
Megan frowned. “You mean you two didn’t…you know?”
Jayna shook her head. “No. We got close, but we both decided the loft isn’t exactly the best place to…” She smiled. “You know.”
Megan considered that. “Then maybe you and Eric should get out of here for a couple hours and go somewhere you can have privacy.”
As much as Jayna loved that idea, she couldn’t. “There’s no way I’m leaving you and the guys alone for that long.”
“That’s silly,” Megan protested. “We’ll be fine. And if we need you, we’ll call you and Eric.”
Jayna didn’t answer as she walked over to the small fridge in the apartment’s kitchenette and took out two bottles of water. She handed one to Megan. Her friend took the bottle but didn’t open it.
“Jayna, Eric’s a really great guy. My mom always said that great guys don’t come around that often, and that if you find one, you should hang on to him. And you deserve a great guy like him.” Megan smiled. “I’m not saying you have to do anything if you don’t want to, but at least get away for a few hours together. If anyone asks, we’ll say you went out for coffee or something.”
Jayna chewed on her lip. Spending time with Eric away from the loft and all the drama would be nice. Like Megan said, it would only be for a few hours.
Chapter 9
Becker opened the door to his apartment, praying the place didn’t smell like dead fish. Cooper was a good friend—the best—but he wasn’t exactly with it when it came to taking care of Becker’s fish.
Thankfully, the apartment smelled fine. He tossed his keys on their usual table, closing the door behind him and Jayna.
“Mind if I use your bathroom?” she asked.
“Sure. Down the hall, second door on the right.”
Becker watched her go, his eyes locking on the sexy sway of her hips in the yoga pants she wore. He stifled a groan. He’d always had a thing for women in yoga pants, but Jayna took it to a whole new level.
He swore under his breath as she disappeared into the bathroom, berating himself for even going there. Getting away from the loft was about being able to relax together for a few hours, nothing more. He wasn’t going to assume they’d have sex.
While he waited for Jayna, he went over to check on his fish and was relieved to see they were fine. They immediately came over to the glass, clearly happy to see him too. Since he didn’t know when Cooper had fed them last, he only gave them a few flakes of food. They gobbled them hungrily, swishing their tails in thanks.
As he watched his girls swim around, he thought back to the conversation he and Jayna had had the day before. When she’d told him what her stepfather had done, he’d seriously come close to calling Cooper right then to get an address on the guy. The urge to hunt him down and beat the shit out of him had been overpowering. But he’d forced himself to check his anger. Jayna had moved on from that horrible night, and he needed to respect that.
But he’d sworn that if he was ever fortunate enough to run into that ass wipe, he was going to finish what she’d started.
Down the hall, the bathroom door opened, distracting him from his thoughts of revenge.
“Wow,” Jayna said, coming to stand beside him. “That tank is beautiful. Though I have to admit, I never really pegged you as the fish type.”