Page 8 of Keep On Loving You
And that’s when he knew with a hundred percent certainty that the feelings of warmth and affection he’d always had for his best friend’s little sister—the one he could never make sense of since they’d been kids and he’d helped her with her science project and defended her from Danny Paulson, who’d snapped her bra and pulled her hair one too many times—had been more than just brotherly protection. A lot more.
But just because hehadthose feelings didn’t mean he should act on them. Hell, it probably meant the exact opposite.
No. Heknewit meant the exact opposite.
But this woman had curves that would not stop, and the dress hugged each and every one of them, leaving just enough to his imagination that, from the moment she’d set foot in his apartment, he could not stop picturing what it would be like to run his hands down her body and pull her in close until she was pressed up against him.
Damn.
He needed to stop thinking about Kat that way. She was his best friend’s little sister. Which meant, in no uncertain terms, Kitty Kat was off-limits. Always had been. Always would be.
Not a problem while she was safely in Trickle Creek, building her hairstylist business, and he was hours away inVancouver, going to school. The distance might not make him forget about her, but it sure as hell helped when it came to behaving. But now…she was here. In his apartment, looking at him with those heavily lidded eyes, licking her lips to make them moist and so very kissable, and?—
No.
He never should have invited her to his apartment. When Andy heard that Kat was in the city taking a course, there was no way he could let the opportunity pass to see her. In hindsight, he should have taken her to a restaurant. Somewhere they could have a drink, an easy, delicious—and public—meal, and not be tempted to scoop her up in his arms and take her to his bed to do all kinds of unspeakable things to her.
“Andy?”
He blinked and pulled his hand away, unsure of how long he’d been lost in his thoughts and fantasies.
“Sorry, I didn’t?—”
“I was just asking you how your classes were going and if you liked it here.”
He tried to cover by taking a deep sip of wine. “Classes are good,” he responded reflexively because, classesweregood, if not a little mundane. “I’m ready to be done,” he added more truthfully. “It’s been a long haul. Only one semester, a practicum, and a few major exams left, and I’ll be a fully licensed physical therapist.”
“Oh.” She grinned. “Is that it? Seems easy enough.”
They both laughed and once again, Andy was brought into the moment with Kat.
“And you like it in Vancouver…” She held her glass of wine up, but didn’t take a sip. “Do you have a lot of friends? Someone to keep you company in between all your studying?”
“Someone? Like a?—”
“Girlfriend,” she finished for him. “Are you seeing someone?”
He needed to tread carefully. Of course there was no girlfriend in his life. Even if he had time in his busy schedule to date someone, he hadn’t met anyone who was worth the effort. Not for a very long time. And the one woman hehadfound was completely off-limits, even if she was currently sitting in his one-bedroom apartment, looking very much like she would be worth every bit of the effort to strip her out of that tight dress and?—
“No,” he said quickly. “I’m not.”
Her eyes widened with renewed interest. She set her wine glass down and looked him straight in the eye. “I think you probably know I’ve always had a crush on you, Andy.”
Holy. Shit.
Obviously, he wasn’t stupid. He’d known. Sure. But that was when they were kids and…
“I think when we were in school, I must have known, but you’re Craig’s little?—”
“I don’t know if we need to talk about my brother right now.” She reached across the table and this time, she took his hand in hers.
Her long, slender fingers laced with his until he wascompletely unable to pull away. Not that he wanted to. Quite the opposite, really.
“No,” he agreed. “But I think it’s fair to tell you that when I saw you last time I was in town to visit, I may have also developed my owncrushon you.”
“But that was at least two years ago.”
He nodded. “To be fair, it probably started long before that.”
