The Do-Over (The Rooftop Crew #5) - Piper Rayne Page 0,25

them out as gifts.”

“Good business plan. What were you thinking?”

He looks up. “Let me think about it. Could you do it if I paid you for it?”

I stand to fill my coffee mug. “I don’t want any charity.”

“It’s not charity. I’m going to profit from it.”

“Profit?”

“Not money. Just pissing off a certain someone.” For a moment his head is tipped back and he’s smiling as though it’s the best idea and he can’t wait to pull off the prank.

Knox coming out of his bedroom interrupts us. He smiles at me, walking to the bathroom in only a pair of shorts. Damn, he’s built. Abs ripple down his front and his ass makes me want to take a bite of it like an apple. The door shuts and I’m startled back to reality.

Jax laughs. “You’ve got some drool right there.” He touches the corner of his mouth.

My face heats. “Shut up.”

“You guys were out late last night. I expect a phone call from now on.”

I roll my eyes and head back to my computer. Knox comes out of the bathroom and disappears into his bedroom for a second before coming back out to join us. When he passes me, I see he’s put on a T-shirt—and I want to throw myself on the floor and have a fit like a toddler.

“Thanks for making the coffee,” Knox says to me, pouring some into a mug then taking a sip.

“How do you know she made it? Maybe I did,” Jax says.

“Because it tastes good.” Knox sips from his mug again. “You coming or what?”

Jax groans. “Why don’t you fools take a day off? It’s Sunday.”

“You don’t have to come.” Knox shrugs.

My head volleys between them as Jax stands. “Fucking hell. I’m going.”

Knox smiles. “All the guys are on this workout regime. Our non-single friends think they’re getting guts. We’re headed over to Adrian and Sierra’s.”

I hear a key in the door, and it opens, revealing a guy I haven’t met yet.

Knox places his mug on the counter. “Give it to me,” he says, holding out his hand.

“Don’t you want me to have it in case of an emergency? What if our place is on fire? Or some crazy chick is here about to cut off your dick?” The dark-haired guy spots me in his peripheral and turns away from Knox. “Hey, I’m Seth and you are?” He sticks out his hand and I shake it.

“Seth, this is—”

“I didn’t ask you,” he says to Knox.

“Sorry,” Knox says and fills a water bottle.

“Kamea,” I say.

“Kamea? Is that Polynesian?”

“It is.”

He shakes my hand the entire conversation.

Obviously, Seth knew Leilani based on the way he’s looking me over. “Hmm…”

“She knows Leilani,” Knox says.

Seth leans back on a stool. He’s dressed in track pants and a sweatshirt. “Oh, I know. Rumors spread around here faster than TMZ.”

“How did you find out?” Knox asks.

I’m actually happy Seth knows and I don’t have to retell the entire story again.

“Group text.” His head falls back. “That reminds me. I have something for you.” He pulls a note out of his hoodie. “The girls were talking about you this morning.”

That one sentence ignites a rupture so sour in my stomach, I fear I might throw up all over this counter.

He hands me the note. “This is from my girl, Evan.” He winks.

“Seth just got a girlfriend. He’s like an adolescent boy now who can’t believe he can get laid whenever he wants.”

I laugh at Knox as Seth flips him off.

I unfold the note and read the girly script.

We’re going to brunch today while the guys go workout. We’ll be knocking on your door at ten to pick you up. Nothing fancy. ☺

Knox is studying me, and although I somehow feel close to him because I met him years ago, it’s weird that his friends are so willing to welcome me. I could be gone tomorrow.

“The girls invited your girl to lunch.” Seth smacks Knox’s back.

Jax comes out of his bedroom.

Knox doesn’t clarify that I’m not his girl, but I get the impression it’s more because Seth doesn’t seem like the type of guy who cares what Knox says. He’ll say what he wants anyway.

The guys grab bags as Dylan and another guy, Ethan, come to the door and wait in the hallway, each of them waving hello to me.

Knox hangs back as the rest razz each other about how much weight they’ve gained. “You should go. You’ll have fun.” He glances over his shoulder at the guys and pulls his wallet out