Hired Hottie - Kelsie Rae Page 0,82

against the doorframe.

“I own a bakery, which was why it took me so long to open the door. I turn into a pumpkin earlier than most since I have to be up at three in the morning to get the croissants into the oven.”

“Now that’s fascinating! How long have you been doing that?”

“For as long as I can remember. I started baking when I was little and would visit my grandma every weekend. I fell in love almost immediately. You know Ratatouille? I’m Remy.” She points to her chest proudly, while my brows furrow. I have no clue what she’s talking about.

“Rata-what?”

Her jaw drops in pure shock. “For real? You’ve never seen Ratatouille? The Disney movie? About a rat that loves to cook and works in a French restaurant? And follows his dreams?” She peppers me with questions, and her face is so animated I could pop some popcorn and watch her for hours. Indie’s brows are pinched. Her arms are crossed over her chest as if she’s ashamed to call me a neighbor because I don’t know about a rat that likes to . . . cook?

She’s beautiful when she’s passionate, though. Even if what she’s saying is going in one ear and out the other.

“Apparently, I need to watch it,” I concede with a giant grin plastered on my face.

“Damn right, you do!” she agrees wholeheartedly, accepting my surrender.

Leaning forward, she whispers, “I happen to have it on Blu-ray. Do you want me to loan it to you?” From the devious gleam in her eyes, you’d think she was slipping me a bag of weed instead of offering a children’s cartoon.

“Why don’t we make a date out of it? I’ll bring over something that isn’t ravioli, and you can introduce me to this rat chef. How does tomorrow sound?”

I know I’ve crossed a line when Indie’s face falls. “Oh . . . um . . . I can’t.” Indie’s eyes are suddenly very interested in her freshly painted toenails as she shifts from one foot to the other.

Her dismissal catches me off guard. I’m usually very observant and can read a situation perfectly, so how did I read her so wrong?

“All right then . . .” I pause, wondering if I should attempt to salvage the conversation or call it a loss and head back to my apartment.

She clears her throat, sensing the awkwardness of her dismissal. “Here, let me go get it for you, though. It’s a really good movie, and it’s definitely worth watching.”

She disappears into her tiny apartment and leaves the door wide open. I can’t help but watch her curvy hips as they sway back and forth.

A masterpiece, indeed.

Because she left the door open, I’m assuming I’m allowed to enter, so I do. When she bends over to search in the cabinet beneath the television, I know I’m a goner. The girl before me is hands down the sexiest creature I’ve ever laid eyes on. Her heart-shaped ass is enough to bring a grown man to his knees. But before I have the chance to get down on said knees and worship her like a goddess, she straightens.

I do my best to look like I wasn’t caught with my hand in the proverbial cookie jar as I was drooling over her. I don’t think I fool her, though. Lazily, I glance around her apartment while trying to act innocent. The floor plan is almost exactly the same as my own.

“I like your place.” While my walls are still a blank canvas of white, hers are a soft blue. The overall atmosphere is soothing and homey. It makes me want to lounge on the yellow couch in the family room and put my feet up on the Birch wood coffee table.

“Thanks. I have a thing about beaches,” she admits, walking back over to me. She carries the Blu-ray case with her.

“Really? Which one is your favorite?”

“California was fun but cold.” She shivers as if the frigid temperature is still touching her. “So, I think my favorite has to be Kaanapali Beach on Maui. The water was so warm and crystal clear, and the snorkeling was out of this world!” Indie’s face turns dreamy, as if she’s been transported to the fish and sea turtles.

“Maui’s amazing,” I agree. “Hell, all of the Hawaiian Islands are insane, but you need to go to Maldives one day. They have some amazing resorts, and I’ve heard that the islands are going to be swallowed up by the ocean within the next thirty years or so.” I find myself rambling, but I’ve always been a sucker for the beach. “Anyway . . . you’ll have to go sometime. You won’t regret it.”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind for my next adventure.” She smiles softly before stifling a yawn and handing me the Blu-ray case.

“I should probably let you go. Thanks for the movie,” I add, lifting it slightly.

“And thank you for returning my mail.” She mimics my behavior, lifting the envelope and waving it at me.

I dip my chin in silent acknowledgment then send her my signature crooked smile.

She drops her gaze to the ground as a light pink spreads across her cheeks. “Umm . . . I’ll see you around,” she adds, as I step over the threshold and into the hallway.

“You too, Indie. If you ever need anything, I’m just across the hall.” I give her one last cocky grin as my eyes scan her from head to toe.

Gorgeous.

I leave her apartment and enter mine. She watches me the entire time.

Oh, I will definitely be watching Ratatouille in the near future. After all, my job is mainly research and paying attention to little details. And the gorgeous woman across the hall has definitely caught my attention.

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