her. “Do you mind?”
“What? Oh,” she said. The sidewalk wasn’t wide enough for him to get around her without getting caught in the downpour. “Not afraid of a little rain, are ya?” He just looked at her. She grinned as she slipped the key into the lock and pushed open her door.
Kady froze.
It was raining. Inside her room. From about a half dozen places on the ceiling, water dripped at speeds ranging from Chinese water torture to what could only be described as a steady stream. The latter was right over the only bed in the room.
From behind her, she heard a low, male chuckle. “Not afraid of a little rain, are ya?”
Chapter Two
Colton Brooks couldn’t hold back laughing as Kady’s expression shifted from surprised to downright horrified. Really, he appreciated just about any reason to throw her off-kilter. Teasing and one-upmanship had always been their style, especially as her innate coding and hacking abilities emerged during her teenage years while he was six years older and busting his ass to master what came to her naturally. And since her older brother, Tyler, had been one of his best friend since…forever, Colton and Kady had been thrown together enough over the years to fuel the flames of their rivalry.
Fortunately, nowadays, that rivalry served the strategically important purpose of distracting Colton from what he’d otherwise be thinking about, especially now that Kady was all grown up—which was stripping her down and claiming her in every way a man could claim a woman.
Despite the fact that the very sexy real thing was standing an arm’s length away, a three-year-old image flashed into his mind’s eye. Kady’s face up close in the dimness of the pool house. Mouth open and eyes pleading as he boxed her up against the wall, restrained her hands above her head, and got her off with his fingers while his cock strained against her belly.
The memory was a sucker punch to the gut and shot blood southward.
Cut it out, Brooks.
Hot as that night had been and as often as it ran through the solitude of his thoughts, it had been a mistake then. And it remained one now. For a whole fucking host of reasons.
So, since he couldn’t give in to what he really wanted from Kady Dresco, he picked on her and snarked at her and generally gave her grief. And she gave it right back. None of it was ever mean-spirited and he suspected she enjoyed it every bit as much as he did. Sometimes he thought they were engaged in one long round of mental foreplay. Except they could never— would never—seal the deal.
Because Kady deserved a helluva lot better than him.
Colton stepped into the room right behind Kady and surveyed the water damage, which was much safer than admiring the way she looked in his jacket. No way he should like that as much as he did—or that he should take even an iota of satisfaction from the idea that his scent was now all over her. He cleared his throat. “You don’t even have to get out of bed to take a shower. Really, it’s such a time saver.”
The fiery green of her gaze cut to his face. “You are so funny, I can hardly breathe for the laughter,” she said with a completely straight face.
“Ooh, touchy,” he said, fighting back the smile that threatened.
She held out her key. “You like it so much, I’m happy to trade.”
He shook his head and let the smile loose. “Not a chance, Dresco.”
Kady rolled her eyes. “Uh-huh. Out of my way, then,” she said, pushing against his stomach and stepping past him.
He fisted his hands to restrain himself from acting on the urge to trap her against him, his fingers pressing into her soft skin. And right there was part of the problem where they were concerned—his sexual interests veered to the rough side. Definitely not the kind of thing you did to a nice girl six years your junior who you’d known when she wore pigtails and who was one of your best friends’ little sister. And even if Colton could get past all that, he