wanted to admit it, he was craving this kind of closeness with her and he would take what he could get.
“ How about I try to help you up?” He suggested. “And God forbid Eric stop laughing long enough to actually help either of us.”
“ What fun would that be?” Eric asked. “You guys are like watching a live comedy performance.” Aimee’s face burrowed deeper into his neck, probably trying to escape the entire situation and Brent shot Eric his middle finger behind Aimee’s back. Nothing was going like he planned.
CHAPTER SIX
Aimee let Brent help her to her feet. Her backpack dropped to the carpet and she busied herself with looking at his apartment. Brent was amazingly kind and patient with her, even after crashing into his man parts. She winced. That was so not how she wanted Brent to think of her in relation to his dick.
Truly taking in Brent’s apartment, she was amazed to see instruments on the wall, old records, and concert posters. Some of them even had signatures on them. They were arranged artfully along the walls and not at all what she expected from a bachelor pad.
“ You guys are really serious about music,” she observed out loud. She jumped when Eric slung his arm around her shoulder and smiled down at her. Even though she had an enormous crush on Brent, she wasn’t blind to Eric’s stunning looks. He was tall and lanky with shoulder-length golden hair shot through with streaks of light blond. His features were refined and elegant and his smile open and honest.
“ Just this guy,” he waved toward Brent. “I just beat on the drums.” He smiled charmingly and Aimee looked over toward Brent, who was frowning at them. Aimee perked up a little. If Brent didn’t like seeing Eric’s arm around her, maybe he thought of her as more than just a tutor.
“ Oh?” She asked, hungry for insight into Brent. She’d gotten to know him some during the hours they spent studying but she felt like there was so much more missing from the picture.
“ He can play just about any instrument he picks up. His real talent is writing his own music.” Aimee wasn’t surprised to hear Brent was incredibly talented. He gave off the ultra-confident vibe of someone who knew what they were doing. Aimee was pretty sure it extended past music and into his social life. She was completely unequipped to deal with someone like him on that level and felt a little disgruntled at her own lack of experience.
“ Are you guys in a band?” She asked curiously. Brent had never talked much about activities outside of school. Brent and Eric both shook their heads.
“ Nah. We’re looking though. We scope out clubs and stuff, hoping to find guys who think like we do. We just haven’t found anyone yet.” Brent answered her instead of Eric.
“ I’d love to hear you guys sometime,” Aimee told them sincerely. She secretly hoped she would be spending a lot more time at Brent’s now that the ice was broken and she’d met his roommate.
“ First we have to get through this midterm,” Brent said. He looked at Eric, who still had his arm around her. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” He asked, a little unkindly in Aimee’s opinion. Eric just laughed and kissed Aimee’s temple before moving away to grab keys and wallet from an entry table. Brent had been right, Eric was an in-your-space kind of guy but not in a bad way. He was too handsome and charming for it to ever feel creepy.
“ Don’t you kids do anything I wouldn’t do!” He advised, before heading out the door. Aimee glanced over at Brent who was still frowning.
“ There’s a lot that asshole will do, so that wasn’t exactly good advice.” He told her wryly. Aimee smiled and knelt down to her backpack. She rooted around until she had her laptop and biology book pulled out and spread open on the coffee table.
“ You ready to get started?” She asked, carefully keeping any innuendo from her voice. They’d already gone into deeply uncharted