a rule instead?”
“The hot tub is a
biggie because if we are both in it, with or without alcohol, I can’t
imagine us keeping our hands off each other. We were just hot for
each other here.”
He squeezed her upper
arm. “That’s because of your sexy arms.”
She stopped writing to
look at Blake. “I never had a guy tell me my arms are sexy.”
“That’s hard to
believe. Your gorgeous arms are toned and lean.”
“Stop trying to
sidetrack me from our list by giving me compliments.” She paused.
“I’ll compromise and put no touching and no drinking in the hot
tub.”
Leaning in he gave her
a soft kiss on her cheek. “What about kissing?”
“That’s going to be
tough. I think allowing kissing on lips only should be okay. But not
in the hot tub.” Her brown eyes widened. “But we should add that
lips don’t touch other body parts.”
“What about the
cheek?”
“Kissing a cheek is
fine.”
“What about a kiss on
the forehead?”
She laughed. “Would
you stop? You’re a smart man and know I meant no kissing on my
boobs and other sensitive places. If Libby hadn’t shown up, your
lips were headed in that direction.”
Although he hadn’t
been happy to be interrupted by Libby, it’d been for the best. “We
have a good list of rules. If necessary we can always add stuff
later.”
She rubbed her lower
lip. “It seems like we’re forgetting something important. Well,
like you said, we can always revise.”
“I guess we should
see a lawyer sometime, and have a legal agreement drawn up…like a
prenup if owning the duplex together doesn't work out for one of us.”
“That's a great idea.
We should do that. I’ll write the rules down for you so we both
have a copy. We can’t very well post them where Carter sees them.”
After she handed him his piece of
paper, he read them aloud.
Ground Rules for Sharing a House with the Opposite Sex
1. Don’t use the adjoining door to visit when wearing only your
underwear.
2. Don’t enter each other’s bedroom unless there’s an
emergency.
3. No touching and no drinking while in the hot tub with each
other.
4. Kissing only allowed on lips and face. And no kissing while in
hot tub.
Silently he added a
rule to the list. Don’t ever take advantage of Sydney. Crap,
that was going to be a hard one for him. He already wanted her. Hell,
he’d convinced her that they would have a platonic relationship if
they shared the duplex. How could he keep his word?
* * *
“Will you and dad
disown me if I buy the duplex with Blake?” On Monday Sydney called
her mom and decided to be blunt about the whole house possibility.
The whole thing weighed heavy on her mind because she was afraid of
their reaction. They probably hadn’t thought it was a possibility,
so hadn’t said anything when she’d talked to them on Sunday. But
the more time she spent getting to know Blake, the more she realized
that it was inevitable they’d end up in the same house. She
couldn’t stop thinking about him.
“Zach said Blake
seems like a great guy. He’s also done a background check on Blake
and said that he’s squeaky clean. But…”
“But what, Mom?”
“What kind of guy
wants to buy a house with a woman he’s just met? Even though he
hasn’t done anything criminal, I wonder if he’s a bit of a bad
boy.”
“Of course he isn’t.
He’s a gentleman.” Didn’t her mom remember that Blake wanted a
platonic relationship? “Remember, we aren't living together. I'll
have my own house with a private entrance. And Carter and Blake will
have their own private part of the duplex. We want to keep this as a
business arrangement.”
“That’s
reassuring,” her mom mumbled.
Was it all a farce? Did
Blake plan on seducing her? Why go to all this trouble of buying a
house together, though, if he only wanted her for sex? But he’d
been pretty interested in writing rules for living together.
Obviously, a sexual current definitely existed between them. Would
their