His gray eyes darkened. “You know that’s not what I meant.”
I swallowed. He hadn’t even propositioned me, not directly, but it felt like he had. I felt like if we’d met at a bar a year ago, we’d be fucking in the nearest convenient location right now.
But this was now, and I was no longer that girl, and he was my roommate’s brother.
I shrugged. “What did you mean?”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he studied me, his eyes darkening with what appeared to be arousal. I felt a tightening in my nipples, a sweet tingle between my legs. God! He hadn’t even done more than look at me.
After a long moment, he shrugged, a small regretful smile creeping into the corner of his sensuous lips. “Never mind,” he said softly. “You’re right. You’re Amy’s roommate, so we probably will see more of each other.”
He walked back to his box and picked it up, then I got up and followed him to the door. Once outside, he turned around.
“It was really nice to meet you, Daphne,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips.
I returned his smile. “Same here.”
I closed the door and took a deep breath. I’d never been so drawn to anyone before, had never felt that kind of physical attraction. I didn’t know what to think about it, but I knew for sure who would be feat
uring in my fantasies later that night.
Chapter Two
“So…what did you think of him?” Amy asked. She was sitting cross-legged in front of the couch eating Chinese take-out with a pair of chopsticks while the ending credits from an episode of Downton Abbey rolled on the TV screen.
I remembered the role Jason had played in my nighttime fantasies since our meeting, and blood rushed to my face. I twisted my noodles with my fork. “He was cool. I wish I hadn’t announced that I thought he was cute, but hey, he’s your brother.”
“Ugh, not Jason!” She wrinkled her nose. “I meant Colin.”
My face heated but she didn’t seem to notice. “Of course.” I laughed weakly. “I have no idea why I thought you meant Jason.”
She laughed. “Well, everyone has been telling him how cute he is since high school. You know how hard it is to be little sister to the cutest guy in school?” She smiled. “Okay, it wasn’t hard all the time. It was nice to have popular girls fawning over me because they liked him.” She shrugged. “Anyway, I meant Colin.”
“You know, I didn’t get much of a look at him with the way you rushed out, but he seemed nice.”
“Yeah…” She smiled dreamily. “I really like him, and his accent is sooo sexy…and he makes me feel like he’s really listening to me, you know, not wondering how soon he can get me into bed. I have a good feeling about him.”
“Bet you’re wondering how soon you can get him into bed though,” I teased.
“Well…” She giggled. “Now that you mention it, yes, I am.”
“Get it girl!”
“I can’t wait for you to really meet him though. You will at my exhibition—properly this time.”
“I hope so.” I was looking forward to the exhibition of her pictures at a local gallery, mainly because she was so excited about it. I paused for a moment, schooling my voice to a lightness I didn’t feel. “Jason won’t be there to breathe down his neck?”
“Oh, he will. Jason wouldn’t miss my exhibition for the world,” she said carelessly. “It’s time for him to really meet Colin anyway since we might be together for a while, if all goes well.”
“Oh…good.” Somehow, I had hoped he wouldn’t be there. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to see him again, I wanted to, too much, and that was the problem.
“So, you like him?”
I gave her a guarded look. “You mean Jason this time?”
“Yes.” She laughed, then bit her lip. “The thing with Jason is…well, he lives up to his name with women. He’s a bit wild.”
I laughed. “You don’t have to warn me off him, Amy. I’m not interested in your brother, not like that.”