Chapter 13

“I get the feeling that whatever I suggest will get a rebuff, and now I’m starting to sound like a desperate weirdo trying to make a date. Look, offers always there if you get bored. When I’m home… which is every month… then whatever. We’re neighbors, and you’re now one of my closest friend’s sisters. Leila and I go way back. I’m just being friendly.” I lean back against the counter behind me and smile, my brain clicking on the fact Leila might be a good tool to get her into trusting me, meeting her gaze finally with those eyes that are becoming a little bit addictive. She narrows them on me, still glaring, the cutest thing I have ever seen, and the warm feeling in my lower stomach tugs at me. She gets under my skin; she has a power that most girls don’t. Heck! No girls ever get under my skin.

“I don’t need friendly.” She points out. Extremely serious.

“Everyone could use friends, even just one.” I lift a brow to appeal to her softer side, and it falls flat.

“I don