towel just to see how he reacts. I wonder if he would look at me the same way Tucker looks at Brenna. I’m not a fan of rejection, so I opt out of that idea.
After lathering myself with lotion and throwing on my clothes, I open the door and step into the hall. Spencer is sitting on the couch with his head held in his hands, appearing to be lost in his thoughts. I wonder what happened to make him this way. It’s obvious he’s been hurt somewhere along the way by the way he seems so guarded. When I go to tell him the shower’s all his, he startles a little, but he doesn’t move.
After we are dressed, I send Brenna a text to let her know that we are ready. She texts a reply for us to meet them outside. Breakfast sped by and soon we were on our way back home. Tucker is telling Brenna he’s dropping us off and taking his truck to go find some boxes. I’m not sure why boxes won’t fit in her SUV, but okay, whatever.
When we get back and they leave, Brenna turns on me as soon as we are through her door. “What do you know?”
“What are you talking about?” I respond totally confused. I really have no idea what she’s talking about. My mind is still lost on seeing Spencer without a shirt this morning.
“Lexi.”
“Seriously, Brenna, I don’t know.” I roll my eyes, because I’m sure she doesn’t believe me. “I don’t know, B. I swear! All I know is Tucker and Spencer was talking this morning and shut up when I came in the room.”
“Wonder what he’s up to?” she mumbles.
I shrug, because really I have no clue.
“So where do you want to start?” I ask, trying to get her mind back on packing.
“The bedroom I guess.”
When we get into Brenna’s bedroom, she asks me about last night. The kiss we shared flashes through my mind and my face flames in embarrassment.
“Why are you blushing?”
“Shut up! I’m not blushing.” I lie.
“Nothing happened we talked about my castle sketch, watched a movie, and then we talked a little before I went to bed.”
“That’s all? Y’all talked, nothing else?”
Damn, do I sound like her when the tables are turned? Probably. I’m nosy like that.
“I really like him, Brenna. I didn’t want to screw it up.”
Now grinning at me, she says, “You like him, like him, don’t ya?”
Shoving her over so she falls onto her side, laughing I reply, “Yeah I do.” I do like him and I want to know him better. I just don’t know that he’ll give me the chance. He seems closed off at times, but I intend to change that.
“That’s great Lexi, you know he lives close to Tucker, right?”
I nod. Yeah I know. I also know that it doesn’t really matter much except that when I go see them... I will be tempted to see him too.
“He kissed me and oh my God, Brenna! I felt butterflies and thought I would melt at his feet. It was…” I pause trying to grasp the right word.
“That good huh?” She giggles.
I nod again. “Yeah it was that good.” I’m determined that it will happen again.
We spend the next couple hours cleaning out drawers, sorting, and packing until the guys return. Of course Tucker is instantly all over Brenna. They are too cute, seriously. Spencer and I both tell them to get a room at the same time and then we are all laughing.
I feel disgusting, and in serious need of another shower. Packing is hard work. Brenna brings up food, and that gives me a chance to be alone with Spencer again. And of course, I’m more than pleased when he volunteers that we’ll pick up the food. Looks like that shower will have to wait.
Tucker follows us out into the parking lot and Spencer takes a small box from him. I can’t contain my squeal.
“Is that what I think it is?” I ask. Tucker smiles from ear to ear and strolls back toward Brenna’s apartment.
“So, is that what took y’all so long today?” I ask, as Spencer and I get into my car and head toward the closest drive-thru.
“Yep, that’s what he was doing over there this morning at