“I haven’t been here in a while,” Kyle said as he followed me into the kitchen.
“True. I haven’t been to your place, either, in months. Still have that broken television?”
“Nope, recycled it. I watch stuff on my laptop when I have the time, which hasn’t been much lately since business has been booming.”
“Thirsty?” I asked as I opened the fridge to get a bottle of water.
“Actually, I could use a quick shower. You mind?” Kyle asked.
“Nope, go ahead. I need one, too. Use the one in my bedroom, and I’ll use the spare.”
“Okay.” He came toward me and kissed me lightly on the mouth, then headed toward the back of the apartment. That ass of his, flexing with each stride, was calling my name.
I finished my bottle of water and headed to the spare bedroom to clean up a bit. After a quick shower, I wrapped my waist with a towel and strode toward my bedroom.