Sorry, ” I apologize. This is the first time she ’ s touched me, and it ’ s like a shock to my system. A
deep-seated urge makes me want to fucking grab her and pull her closer, but I
can ’ t.
Heat radiates through my body. This is not good. Her eyes dart to mine, and
then she tilts her head.
“ What are you sorry for? ”
“ I try to keep them covered when there
are guests in the house. ”
She
looks back to my arm, her fingers sliding down toward my wrist. “ Why? They ’ re beautiful, ” she whispers.
“ Thanks, ” I murmur. “ They don ’ t exactly make for a professional
image though. ”
She
looks up at me curiously and then down again. Her hand starts to move back up
my arm. I ’ m
okay until she reaches the fabric of my shirtsleeve. When she starts to push it
up a little, I panic and stop her. She ’ s about to find more than just ink.
“ Sorry — I - I didn ’ t mean … ”
“ It ’ s okay. I just, um …” We ’ re both fumbling for words, and it ’ s awkward. She looks embarrassed. I have no clue what ’ s wrong with me. I am now fully and
inappropriately turned on. Thank God I ’ m wearing jeans.
Although
I really don ’ t want to let go of her hand, I ’ m sure she ’ s getting creeped out, so I let her
fingers slip away.
“ I, uh, I guess I ’ ll go talk to Logan and check in on
Matty. ”
“ Yeah, ” I agree, shaking my head in a vain attempt to clear it. “ I need to go get Curtis anyway, he ’ s helping me with dinner tonight. I ’ ll walk you up. ” Kayla smiles and it ’ s beautiful. She ’ s
beautiful. And I ’ m fucked.
Walking
behind her up the stairs, I get a spectacular view of her jean-clad ass. I didn ’ t even realize how casually she was
dressed until now. She has one hand on the railing and her shirt is riding up.
I get a sneak peak of dark blue beneath the waistband. I have to stop looking
before she catches me. That would be my luck. With one more lingering glance, I
find a spot on her upper back and focus on that instead. Much safer.
Kayla
stops at Logan ’ s door, knocking loudly. I chuckle — she means business. I ’ d
hate to be him right now.
After
grabbing Curtis, I escort him back down to the kitchen. Aiden has already
started pulling out ingredients for four chicken casseroles. I hope it ’ s enough to feed all seven boys plus
myself.
We ’ re about halfway through mixing ingredients when I hear
footsteps. Turning, I see Logan standing with a very stern looking Kayla. Their
size difference is comical and I have to bite the inside of my cheek not to
laugh. Logan doesn ’ t look happy. Kayla nudges him.
“ Sorry for taking Matty ’ s mental-health report out of his
file, ” he mumbles.
“ You see now why we might have needed
it? ” I ask.
Logan
shrugs. “ I didn ’ t know he ’ d have an attack so soon. I was just
trying to help him. People treat him differently when they know he freaks like
that. ”
I
glance over at my brother briefly. He understands completely. The kid was only
trying to protect his little brother — something
Aiden knows all about.
“ Wish you would have given me the
benefit of the doubt. I don ’ t like being taken off guard. Get it? ”
Logan nods.
“Good. Why don’t you help Curtis finish up,” I
suggest. “I’m gonna walk Kayla out.”
Logan
nods again and eyes me warily for a moment before going to wash his hands. I
approach Kayla and wave my hand for her to walk ahead of me.
“ It might be good if I work with Emily
to bring Matty down. Just in case this happens again, ” she says.
“ Why can ’ t
I do it? ” I ask. Kayla stops walking and turns
to face me.
“ Um, I don ’ t know. He ’ s never responded to a male before. I spent years trying to
break through to him. ”
“ I think what you did in there was pretty
impressive. ”
“ Trial and error. ” She shrugs. “ He ’ s been sedated a few times. I figured
I ’ d do whatever it took to keep that
from
deep-seated urge makes me want to fucking grab her and pull her closer, but I
can ’ t.
Heat radiates through my body. This is not good. Her eyes dart to mine, and
then she tilts her head.
“ What are you sorry for? ”
“ I try to keep them covered when there
are guests in the house. ”
She
looks back to my arm, her fingers sliding down toward my wrist. “ Why? They ’ re beautiful, ” she whispers.
“ Thanks, ” I murmur. “ They don ’ t exactly make for a professional
image though. ”
She
looks up at me curiously and then down again. Her hand starts to move back up
my arm. I ’ m
okay until she reaches the fabric of my shirtsleeve. When she starts to push it
up a little, I panic and stop her. She ’ s about to find more than just ink.
“ Sorry — I - I didn ’ t mean … ”
“ It ’ s okay. I just, um …” We ’ re both fumbling for words, and it ’ s awkward. She looks embarrassed. I have no clue what ’ s wrong with me. I am now fully and
inappropriately turned on. Thank God I ’ m wearing jeans.
Although
I really don ’ t want to let go of her hand, I ’ m sure she ’ s getting creeped out, so I let her
fingers slip away.
“ I, uh, I guess I ’ ll go talk to Logan and check in on
Matty. ”
“ Yeah, ” I agree, shaking my head in a vain attempt to clear it. “ I need to go get Curtis anyway, he ’ s helping me with dinner tonight. I ’ ll walk you up. ” Kayla smiles and it ’ s beautiful. She ’ s
beautiful. And I ’ m fucked.
Walking
behind her up the stairs, I get a spectacular view of her jean-clad ass. I didn ’ t even realize how casually she was
dressed until now. She has one hand on the railing and her shirt is riding up.
I get a sneak peak of dark blue beneath the waistband. I have to stop looking
before she catches me. That would be my luck. With one more lingering glance, I
find a spot on her upper back and focus on that instead. Much safer.
Kayla
stops at Logan ’ s door, knocking loudly. I chuckle — she means business. I ’ d
hate to be him right now.
After
grabbing Curtis, I escort him back down to the kitchen. Aiden has already
started pulling out ingredients for four chicken casseroles. I hope it ’ s enough to feed all seven boys plus
myself.
We ’ re about halfway through mixing ingredients when I hear
footsteps. Turning, I see Logan standing with a very stern looking Kayla. Their
size difference is comical and I have to bite the inside of my cheek not to
laugh. Logan doesn ’ t look happy. Kayla nudges him.
“ Sorry for taking Matty ’ s mental-health report out of his
file, ” he mumbles.
“ You see now why we might have needed
it? ” I ask.
Logan
shrugs. “ I didn ’ t know he ’ d have an attack so soon. I was just
trying to help him. People treat him differently when they know he freaks like
that. ”
I
glance over at my brother briefly. He understands completely. The kid was only
trying to protect his little brother — something
Aiden knows all about.
“ Wish you would have given me the
benefit of the doubt. I don ’ t like being taken off guard. Get it? ”
Logan nods.
“Good. Why don’t you help Curtis finish up,” I
suggest. “I’m gonna walk Kayla out.”
Logan
nods again and eyes me warily for a moment before going to wash his hands. I
approach Kayla and wave my hand for her to walk ahead of me.
“ It might be good if I work with Emily
to bring Matty down. Just in case this happens again, ” she says.
“ Why can ’ t
I do it? ” I ask. Kayla stops walking and turns
to face me.
“ Um, I don ’ t know. He ’ s never responded to a male before. I spent years trying to
break through to him. ”
“ I think what you did in there was pretty
impressive. ”
“ Trial and error. ” She shrugs. “ He ’ s been sedated a few times. I figured
I ’ d do whatever it took to keep that
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