The Do-Over (The Rooftop Crew #5) - Piper Rayne Page 0,19
on girlfriends.”
“The hell they don’t. I’m going to Sweet Infusion.”
The apartment door shuts as I shut my bedroom door. I strip down to my boxers, crawl into bed, and pass out the minute my head hits the sheets. I’m a little too eager for evening to come because I’ll be spending more time with Kamea.
Chapter Nine
Kamea
Knox in uniform is intimidating, but sexy as hell. Out of a uniform, in jeans and a dark Henley with a leather jacket thrown over top, he’s the same man who had my stomach stirring with butterflies all those years ago.
Jax is at work when Knox steps out of his bedroom, the room quickly filling with the intoxicating scent of a just-showered Knox. Thank goodness he doesn’t wear cologne. I’ve never been a fan.
“Do you ride?” he asks, twirling keys around his finger while his gaze falls down my body.
I allow him to examine me because he knows where we’re going and whether what I’m wearing is appropriate. I assume it is, since I look a lot like him in my jeans and one of my T-shirts that shows off that I’m a vegetarian. “The train?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Motorcycle?”
“Oh. I have before, but it’s almost winter.” Is he crazy?
“Streets are fine. All the leaves have been cleaned up by now. I spend most of my days locked in the car, so I ride until the snow flies. Do you have a warmer jacket?” Knox has this way of coming off as shy sometimes, which is endearing since he’s a badass cop.
“Um. Not anything like what you’re wearing.”
He holds up his hand. “Hold on a second.”
I stand in his apartment as he exits, leaving the door open, and knocks on the door across the hall. A tall blonde answers, and they converse for a moment before she glances around him and smiles at me. She raises her hand and disappears. Knox never turns back toward me. How did I ever get into an uncomfortable situation like this?
She returns with a leather jacket and holds it out for Knox. He takes it and turns back toward me, missing that the blonde follows him.
“Hi, I’m Rian,” she says.
Dylan’s girlfriend. The one Knox wanted to take to the retirement party. Interesting.
I shake her hand. “Kamea.”
“I love your hair.” She gestures toward my curls.
I decided to do ringlets instead of my usual straightening routine. Not that this is a date or anything. The ringlets have already turned more into waves now because my hair holds curls as well as hay would. “Thanks.”
“Rian’s going to loan you her jacket.” Knox holds it out for me.
I reach out, but Rian grabs the jacket first and tosses it back to Knox. “Try that again.”
His dark eyebrows scrunch, but he holds it out for me to slide my arms into.
“Dylan bought me this a few months ago,” Rian says. “It’s heated by a little battery pack inside. I already turned it on for you, so you won’t get too cold.”
The jacket is a perfect fit and I’m immediately in love.
“There you go. Now you’re a badass bitch.” Rian giggles at her own joke. “At least that’s what I always feel like when I wear it. Like I’m in a Halloween costume because it’s totally not me.”
“Thanks for letting me borrow it,” I say.
Her hand runs down my arm. “Any time. You know, all the girls get together on Wednesday nights to watch Sex in the City reruns. Have you seen it?”
“Maybe a few late at night.”
She claps. “Then come. I’ll stop by and get you. Usually around seven or so. It’s at Blanca’s this Wednesday and she lives just down the hall.”
“Don’t force her,” Knox murmurs.
I wonder if he’d prefer that I didn’t associate with his friends.
“Did I put a pillowcase over her head and drag her out of here? I’m asking.”
Knox blows out a breath. It’s clear he’d rather not have me go, but Rian doesn’t seem like the type to accept the answer no.
I say, “I’ll think about it.”
“Okay. I promise we’re all nice. No mean girls or anything.”
“So you guys don’t wear pink on Wednesdays?”
Rian laughs and points at me, fixing her gaze on Knox. “I like her. A lot.”
Knox’s eyebrows bunch again. I’m sure he’s never seen the movie Mean Girls. If he did, I’m sure he didn’t memorize the lines. “Bye, Rian.”
Rian walks backward. “Where are you guys going?”
Knox follows her until she’s outside the apartment door. “You wouldn’t know it.”