Gray sweats, curls damp like he’s fresh from the shower, and he’s cooking? Not freaking fair. Beside me, Kate sighs. “He’s full of surprises, hm?” I hum a strained noise. Understatement of the century. “Not very friends-with-benefits behavior.” I keep my mouth shut, scared of what might come out. “Never thought I’d say this but he’d make a great-” “Don’t,” I plead. Don’t verbalize the first thought that springs to mind any time he does something nice because it’s making what’s supposed to be fun and easy so much more complicated.
