Page 4 of Keep On Loving You
“Come on.” She pressed her lips together and shook her head with a resigned sigh. “Let’s go. If we’re doing this, then let’s do it before it gets too hot out there.”
As far as Andy was concerned, looking at Kat in her tight tank top and her bike shorts that hugged her ass, it was already plenty hot.
She turned and left, only stopping to glance over her shoulder with a sassy grin and add, “I hope you can keep up.”
Chapter Two
By the timeAndy moved his bike onto the rack on the back of Kat’s vehicle and they made their way up the mountain to the trailhead, Kat had managed to convince herself that despite the history between them, she was mature enough to put it behind her in order to have a day of mountain biking.
After all, she didn’t get that many chances to get out and enjoy the beautiful place she lived, so she might as well make the best of it. And if it couldn’t be Craig who accompanied her, Andy was a pretty good substitute. After all, she’d probably spent just as much time on the trails with him as she had with her brother over the years. Andy and Craig had been inseparable growing up. Andy had been like another brother to her.
Had been.
But that was before.
Before she knew exactly how good he was at making her scream with his tongue.
A rush of heat shot to her clit, making her squirm in her seat as she pulled into the parking lot. If she planned to make it through the day with him, she was going to have to put those thoughts out of her head.
Which was much easier said than done when he sat so bloody close to her, smelling so freakin’ good, like cedarwood and citrus.
Damn.
“Ready for this?” Without waiting for an answer, she opened her car door and hopped out, putting some much-needed space between them.
Kat set to work, unclipping the bikes from the rack. “Dammit.” She pushed and tugged on the back latch, but it wouldn’t budge. “This stupid thing never works when I want it?—”
“Here.”
Kat’s breath caught in her throat when Andy reached around her. His front pressed up against her back and the heat of his body warmed her completely. She tensed, finding it hard to take a proper breath as he pounded his fist on the bike rack to pop it open.
“Got it,” Andy declared before finally stepping back.
Kat turned slowly to look at him, but he didn’t seem to be nearly as affected as she’d been by their nearness.
Probably because they’d agreed to be just friends and he had clearly taken their agreement to heart, unlike her, considering there was no way she could forget the way he’dpulled her close and run his hands up and down her body while his mouth—no!
“Thanks,” she said somewhat lamely before she reached for her bike.
They spent the next few minutes checking the air in their tires and getting their packs ready before finally wheeling their bikes toward the start of the trail.
“I should be the one thanking you,” Andy said as they walked. “I’m sure you weren’t expecting to have to entertain me today and with everything that…well, I don’t want things to be weird between us, Kitty Kat.”
The use of her nickname, which only Andy had ever used since they were kids, caused a crazy flip and twist in her guts. Kat swallowed hard. There was no way to hide the flush she could feel burning on her cheeks. Still, she did her best to lie to him.
“Why would there be anything awkward between us?” She forced lightness into her voice. “We agreed to be friends, Andy. And that’s what we are.” She winked at him. “That’s what we’ve always been.”
“Right,” he started. “But that was?—”
“One night.” She stopped him, determined to prove to him that she was just as unaffected by the sensual night they’d spent together as he apparently was. “And we agreed, Andy.” She used her elbow to nudge him in the side. “Friends. Right?”
“Right.” He glanced over at her, but she quickly looked away. “How did you put it?” he continued. “Happy for right now?”
“Exactly!”
It had been a silly thing to say when she’d come up with it a few years earlier, but maybe notthatsilly, because Andy had gone along with it. Ever since she’d first set eyes on Andy Fisher when her brother Craig brought him home after school one day, Kat had been in love with him. Well, maybe not in love, but there was a definite attraction and a massive crush that had only grown larger until Andy was literally the only man Kat could think of. Even after he moved hours away to Vancouver to go to what felt like a million years of school in order to pursue his dream of being a physiotherapist.
It had been clear from the start that there could never be anything between them romantically—nothing serious, anyway. And that’s why, when Kat had gone to Vancouver for a hairstylist’s convention a few years earlier and Andy offered to cook her dinner while she was in town, Kat developed a plan to get him out of her head once and for all.
