Love Under Quarantine by Kylie Scott & Audrey Carlan

Author:Kylie Scott & Audrey Carlan [Scott, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: Kylie Scott & Audrey Carlan
Published: 2020-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

My cell chimes and a picture of Eamon appears on screen. He’s grinning and flexing an arm. Oh, my. So many muscles. And he knows what the sight of his body does to me. Since we’re both still isolating for fourteen days for safety, I’m back in my own apartment. I’m not sure if this is the right decision or not. The man muddles up my mind and stirs my hormones to peak crazy conditions. But at the end of the day, we barely know each other.

He says he wants to get to know me. So, I’m going to let him. From a distance.

We may have gotten much closer than six feet as a result of the mugging and him recusing me. However, a little caution now won’t hurt. I don’t want to be a momentary distraction for him. Nothing against one-night stands, but this time I want more. As scary as things are right now, he makes me feel things. Good things. Things I don’t want to take for granted. Or get prematurely attached to in case he changes his mind.

“Come out on the balcony,” he texts.

After first fluffing up my hair and applying a little lip gloss, I do just that. And he’s waiting, looking so good it ought to be a sin. He has this dimple in his chin that drives me wild. And then there’s the knowing look in his eyes. Like he has a hand down my panties and knows exactly the state they’re in. My face heats at the thought.

“Katie, you’re blushing.” He grins and my knees go weak.

“I was just…doing things.”

He tips his chin. “What sort of things?”

“You know, cleaning, scrubbing the tub,” I lie. Because staring into space and daydreaming about him was the only thing I’ve successfully accomplished so far today. Also, I am obviously a conversation mastermind. Next, I’ll give him a step by step about cleaning the toilet. “How about you?”

“You can definitely give me a good scrub in the shower anytime you like.” There’s a smile in his gaze. A particularly heated one. “Ain’t No Sunshine” by Bill Withers plays softly on his stereo and the song only adds to the atmosphere building between us.

My mouth hangs open. He did not just say that. “Eamon. I…the things you say. This is all happening so fast.”

“Beautiful, you’ve been spying on me for the last week.”

“That’s so embarrassing. You knew all along? I can’t believe you didn’t say something.”

“I not only knew, but I liked it. A lot,” he says, a hint of a growl in his voice. As if men like him even considered getting in deep with girls like me. “Don’t stare at the ground, Katie. Look at me. See me.”

Emotion all but chokes me. “I do, Eamon.”

“And I see you too.”

All I can do is sigh. This is a dream. It must be. My prince charming stands across from me on his balcony in basketball shorts and nothing more. His proud manhood tents the front of them so large and erect it’s vaguely threatening.

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