"Sorry, guess again."
Great.So hedidmean me?I should've known."Gee, thanks," I said. "And what does that have to do with showering, anyway?"
"I'll tell you what," he said. "Crazy or not, I can't stop thinking about her."
At this, I swallowed so hard, it felt more like a gulp.
Woah.
I hadn't seenthatcoming.
Chapter 42
Brody
I hadn't planned to tell her that. But I didn't regret it either.
My crazy roommate – and yes, I did mean Arden – had been on my mind too much over the last week. Yeah, we talked a lot about the house. And yeah, we had our share of disagreements. But it wasn't the house that warmed my blood and sent my thoughts into overdrive.
As far as the shower, it was cold for a reason. And that reason was standing just inside the bathroom doorway.
Through the frosted glass, I couldn't make out her face, but I could tell plenty by the set of her shoulders and the tilt of her chin.
She was thinking again.
I liked that about her.
And she had a way of surprising me, too. I couldn't imagine any other girl busting through the door to – in Arden's own words – give me a taste of my own medicine.
My blood was pulsing harder now.I wanted a taste alright, but not of anything medicinal.
From outside the shower, she gave a shaky laugh. "Do you want to hear somethingreallycrazy?"
"What?"
"Before I came over here, Waverly told me…" Arden cleared her throat. "…that I should, um, in her words – not mine – 'hate-fuck' you."
Hate fuck?
I knew what it meant, but it wasn't my thing. And yet, the thought of driving into Arden Weathers was enough to make me nearly groan out loud.
I'd been wanting her for days, maybe longer.
Did I hate her?
At one time, I did.
But now?I didn't know what I felt, but it wasn't hate.
I replied, "That'soneidea."
With another laugh, she said, "I know. Crazy, right? I mean, it's not like we'd ever do it."
"Got that right."
Something in her posture changed, and not for the better.
Before she could eventhinkof turning away, I said, "I’m not into the hate thing."
