Page 21 of Keep On Loving You
She heard him call from her attached bedroom. The last thing she needed after the day she’d had was for Andy to seeher completely naked, trapped in her shirt, but there didn’t appear to be any other choice.
“Are you okay?” He knocked on the door. “You’ve been taking a long time.”
Kat swallowed her pride. “Can you come in?” Her voice was muffled by the shirt. Still, she added, “Please. I need your help.”
A moment later, she heard the door open, and the chuckle Andy didn’t bother to hide.
“It’s not funny.”
“I don’t know,” he said. “From where I’m standing, it’s actually very funny.”
She dropped her chin to her chest. “Can you help me, please?”
Andy didn’t answer right away. He couldn’t. He was way too taken aback by the sight of Kat’s curvy, mostly naked body in front of him. She was every bit as gorgeous as he remembered. Maybe even more so. Either way, she took his breath right out of his body.
He was thankful for the fact that she couldn’t see the way he was staring at her, because they weren’t supposed to be looking at each other in any way besides a friendly way. And the feelings rushing through him—directly to his dick, which had very much taken notice of the mostly naked woman in front of him—were definitely not purely friendly.
Andy took a moment to pull himself together, swallowhard, and set himself to the task at hand, which was helping Kat out of her predicament before she hurt herself even more.
“Of course.” He moved to the tub first and turned the water off before reaching for the tight shirt that she’d somehow managed to twist around her head in what had to be a very uncomfortable way. “Stop struggling.” He put his hand on her bare hip and stilled her. Heat shot through him and again, Andy was glad that she couldn’t see his reaction. He was really going to have to get himself under control, and quickly.
“It hurts,” Kat moaned through the fabric. “Get it off. I don’t care if you have to cut it.”
“We’re not going to have to cut it.” Reluctantly, he moved his hand from her hip and started to work on the fabric. Gently, he tugged the shirt first off her good arm and then, when that was free, he moved his attention to get her head free. Kat pulled in a gasp of air as if she were being suffocated by her clothing, and Andy had to fight the urge to laugh. “Better?”
“So much.” She held out her bad wrist, and he pulled and shifted the fabric until he was able to stretch it over her cast and free her completely from the self-imposed trap she’d found herself in. “Thank you. I just decided that I wanted to warm up with a bath, and I didn’t think it would be so hard to get out of my?—”
She broke off and glanced down at her mostly naked body, as if realizing for the first time that she was only wearing her bra and panties.
Andy did his best to keep his eyes to himself, so when she looked up again, he was staring straight into her eyes. “Let me help you into the tub,” he said gently. “I don’t want you to slip and hurt yourself further.”
He expected her to object, but to his surprise, she nodded. “That’s probably not a bad idea.”
Andy waited and watched while Kat tested the water and deemed it just right before he held out his hand.
Kat stared at him for a second before a blush crossed her entire body in a very sexy flush.
“What?”
She squeezed her eyes for a second before opening them on a sigh. “I need to take my underwear off.”
Oh.
The blush made sense now.
Andy swallowed hard in an effort to control his own response to what she was implying. “I’ve seen you naked before, Kat.”
“That’s not helping, Andy.” She shot him a look and turned her back to him. “Just don’t look, okay?”
That was a promise he was going to have a very hard time keeping, so instead of making it, he said, “Let me help.” And reached for the clasp of her bra when she finished shimmying out of her panties.
Her breath hitched as his fingers skimmed the smooth skin of her back, and he let his fingers linger a little before he unclipped her bra.
Friends.
He had to keep reminding himself that whatever hadhappened between them had been one time only. They were friends. And not the kind with benefits.
But maybe?—
