Kit: You have a study guide?
Piper: Of course.
Kit: Email it to me.
Piper: I don't think I've ever emailed you.
He sends his email address. It feels like a secret, but I'm not sure why. It's not like the guy does most of his communication through email.
I take a moment to send over the notes, and to check my Facebook messages to see if Rory is free this weekend. She's not. She's still off in boyfriend-land. It's been three months now.
She's my only close friend. She's the only person who I've known since before Ethan and Mal were famous. Which means she's the only person who doesn't see me as the girl with famous brothers.
I miss hanging out with her.
My phone's ring pulls me back to my room. That's Kit calling. Suddenly, I feel hot, really hot. And not at all dressed appropriately. And sweaty. And tongue-tied.
I pick up the phone. "Hey."
His deep voice flows through my speakers. "Hey."
"It's different, hearing your voice instead of seeing texts." I like it. I like it a lot. In fact, it's doing things to my knees and my stomach and especially to my sex.
"Good different?"
"Good different." I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. We're studying for my test. I can handle that. "Shouldn't I ask what you're wearing or something?"
"Depends what you're asking after that."
"Where are you?"
"Hotel room."
"Oh..." Now, I'm picturing Kit alone in his hotel room. "What are you wearing?"
"You first."
I look down at my pajama pants. "The sexiest thing in the world."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. Are you ready to go out of your mind with desire?"
"Ready."
"Hello Kitty pajamas."
He chuckles. "That doesn't surprise me."
There's something about his voice, this lightness. He thinks I'm cute, yes, but is it in a my friend's baby sister is so innocent kind of way?
It sounds more like you're so cute I want to corrupt you.
I dig my fingers into my phone. "What about you?"
"Nothing as sexy as Hello Kitty pajamas."
"Yeah?"