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"I probably wouldn't have made this if I wasn't trying to keep busy, but yes I'd have offered whatever I made. It would be rude not to."
"Well good thing I was here to eat it all, because they'd never want to leave if they'd tasted that, but no Sweets, it's not rude. You offered them a drink, that was nice of you." He keeps his voice down, so the others won't hear him. I look at Brian, wondering if it would have been weird if I had. Would they have felt obligated to eat it even if they didn't want it?
"Oh my god, I'm like the crazy cat lady with no cats," I laugh at myself.
"That's not what he means Samantha, he’s saying they would probably make more of it than you intend, like think you were hitting on them," Brian says while smiling at my offended face.
"No they would not." I scoff. "That is just crazy. I feed people all the time." I wave my hand around dismissively, "You're making that up to make me feel funny." I point at him and scowl.
"Holy shit that's priceless, she has no clue."
Now, I'm embarrassed. What the hell does he mean I have no clue?
"I'll have you know, I haven't hit on or been hit on in like---ever. I'm pretty sure I'd know." I add indignantly.
"What about that first night I met you at the market? Was I hitting on you then?" Beau asks, seeming curious now.
I shake my head, "No, you were making fun of me, mocking me."
His eyes get wide, "No I wasn't. I was trying to start a conversation with you.” He states, “I was flirting with you."
"This is just ridiculous. I'm done playing with you two. You can rinse the dishes, bunch of jackasses!"
Chapter 14
"Ithink we just got in trouble,” Beau stage whispers, “and it was hot." I turn to glare at him.
Brian nods his head slowly and answers, "Yup."
Beau picks up both of our dishes, "Is it wrong to ask you and those guys to leave, so I can do something about it?"
Brian shakes his head just as slowly as before, "Not gonna happen."
"I had to at least try," Beau jokes.
The security guys finish around eight. Before they leave I'm given a complete rundown of how the new cameras will integrate with my existing security system. I'll be able to view any of the cameras at anytime with a secure site from any three devices. At Brian’s request, I also have a small screen near the intercom to scan the cameras outside.
Brian leaves not long after. We spend a little time going over some of the information I'd already given Beau, regarding my stepdad, Darryl. Brian promises to dig a little deeper into Darryl’s past and get back to me with any new information by tomorrow.
Beau and I haven't discussed it, but it seems like he's staying over. It is exciting and a little scary because other than our nap, I've never slept with anyone.
I can barely keep my eyes open, so I finally just ask what his plans are.
"Not to be lame, but I'm whooped. Brian mentioned you might be staying here, or should I call you a cab?"
"No, I'm staying. If that's okay with you."
"Okay, yeah that's fine. Do you need anything from home or---" I don't want to ask if he needs something to sleep in. It sounds too motherly and weird, right? But what about a toothbrush? I mean he could use mine, or I might have an extra. It'll probably be pink, but something's better than nothing right? "I think I have an extra toothbrush," I offer suddenly, before he responds. I stand up to go get it.
"That'd be good. I didn't bring anything. I didn't want to jinx my chances." He grins as he follows me to the bathroom.
I don't know how, but he makes every room shrink to half its previous size. My somewhat large bathroom feels tiny with him in it. I check through a small cabinet and find an extra brush that's purple, but it promises to whiten, so it'll have to do.
"Toothpaste is here,” I slide a drawer open, showing him. “Towels are here,” I gesture to the linen closet, “if you need one, and I think that's it. I'll just give you a few minutes." I back out of the room and close the door.
I smack myself as I walk toward my bed. The toothpaste is in the same drawer as my birth control, so he'll probably see the refill box. Along with panty liners and every other feminine hygiene product I own.
Beau walks out of the bathroom in a pair of tight gray boxer briefs. I was wondering if he always went commando. I think I'm disappointed, but then again, he looks mighty fine in those shorts.
