“Do you really?” She her lashes lifted. “Like me so much?”
His heart did some weird stuttering thing at the intensity he saw there. The sudden vulnerability.
Yeah. He really did like her.
The realization had him frozen. Maybe even panicking a bit internally.
His expression must’ve gotten weird because her cheeks flooded with color, and she looked away.
“Don’t answer that. I have no idea why I even asked.”
“Kris—”
The sound of the apartment door unlocking broke off his protest.
What the hell?
He jumped out of bed, scrambling into his boxers.
Only two people had keys to this apartment. His sister and—
“Blake? You here?”
James.