28. Noah

28

NOAH

I locked myself in the Stevens' bathroom before I could do anything more. I didn't know what was coming over me. Maybe it was the fact that I had already gone through the last few hours without Lexi by my side and knew what it was like and didn't want that anymore. But if I wasn't careful, Easton was going to find out that I wanted his sister.

Wanted .

I showered off the chlorine and changed as quickly as I could. If I hurried, I might be able to get back to Lexi before Easton was ready to play games.

"Done already?" Lexi asked. "I'm pretty sure that's the fastest shower I've ever seen you take."

I raised my eyebrows .

"Not watched you take, but noticed you take." she waved her hand. "You know what I mean."

I did know what she meant, but it was fun seeing her get so flustered. She went back to mixing her frosting with the beaters. It was too loud to talk, so I took the opportunity to just stare unabashedly at her. She was gorgeous. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair again—it looked so long and soft and silky.

And she looked great in that dress she was wearing. She had always looked good in teal; it made her skin glow.

She glanced at me as she finished beating the frosting, and it seemed like we were having some kind of unspoken conversation. Had she missed me as much as I had missed her over the last ten hours?

"You want to test it? Make sure it's sweet enough?" Lexi gestured to the bowl of creamy brown frosting.

"Sure." I dipped my finger in and sucked the frosting off. It was delicious.

"Was it good?"

I nodded. "Very good."

She dipped her finger in the bowl as well and licked off the frosting, the gesture more seductive than it probably should have been.

"It is good," she said. "I could probably eat an entire bowl of this."

I noticed she had a little smidge of frosting on the corner of her lips .

"You got a little something right there." I pointed to the spot.

She looked down for a second before looking back at me through her long lashes. "Maybe you should get it for me."

My heart jolted to a stop. Was she flirting with me? Who was this girl?

But I was not about to pass up the opportunity. So I rubbed my thumb across her lip and slowly licked the excess frosting off it.

She watched me in a dazed sort of way, and I couldn't help but wonder if she was feeling the same desire I felt crashing over me.

We may have broken up today, but I had a feeling this wasn't over.