His eyes filled with amusement, although for the life of me I couldn't imagine why.
I asked, "What's so funny?"
"You said underwear."
I stared up at him as the urge to snicker warred with my better sensibilities. In the end, I decided to stick with the facts. "No. I saidunderandwhere– two different words."
He gave a slow nod. "Oh. Like hot stuff."
My gaze drifted to his pecs.Oh boy. He was hot, alright, as he damn well knew.
With renewed horror, I jerked my gaze upward. "No. Like hotandstuff, as I already explained." As I said it, I snuck a teeny glance at his mid-section. "And you're just trying to distract me."
"From what?"
Well, not from your amazing abs, that's for sure.
Oh, for God's sake.
Stiffly, I replied, "From that peep hole, that's what."
"If you want an apology," he said, "forget it."
I made a sound of protest. "But that was so intrusive!"
"No kidding," he said. "But hey, you can apologize any time."
"For what?"
"For breaking into my house."
"For the last time," I gritted out, "I didn't break in. I had a key."
"Not anymore," he said.
"What?"
"They're changing the locks tonight."
Crap."Why tonight?"
"Because the real work starts tomorrow. So if I were you, I'd be ready."
Ready for what, I didn't know. And I never had the chance to ask, because just then, Waverly walked in through the side door and stopped short at the sight of Brody standing in the kitchen.
Her lips parted, and her eyes smoldered. She eyed him up and down like he was good enough to eat.
For some stupid reason, I didn't like it. Without thinking, I blurted out, "So, who wants dinner?"
Dinner?I hadn't been thinking of dinner. But hey, itwasdinner time. And besides, if I flung Waverly a biscuit or something, maybe she wouldn’t start munching on Brody's ass, because she totally looked like she wanted to.
Waverly smiled like I'd just suggested a Brody butt-munching marathon. "That sounds like an excellent idea," she said, looking to Brody. "Dinner for two? Maybe something on the river?" Her voice grew husky. "Like last night?"
Last night?
I tensed, although heaven knows why. Yesterday evening, they'd both disappeared for several hours, and they hadn't returned until midnight. It was beyond easy to guess that they'd gone out for dinner, and possibly something more.
And Brodydidhave a condo on the river. For all I knew, they'd gone tohisplace for a nightcap of the naked variety.
