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together, you can talk
to them, too."
    She sighed and rolled her eyes as she gathered her keys and
purse and headed for the door. "Fine. Just text me before you come over so
I can make sure I'm home. I really need to get cracking on finding a studio so
don't expect to hear from me first."
    "That's fine, just be careful and don't forget that Dad
said he would help if you need it."
    "I don't, but I'll let him know that myself. I've got
enough put away to afford a few months of rent and if I can get these new
pieces sold, I'll be golden."
    "Great! Then I guess I'll see you tonight. Oh, and um,
say hi to Gus for me if you see him. He was such a sweetie yesterday."
    "No, you tell him yourself. I need to steer clear for a
while."
    "Whatever, Aid. Love you."
    "You too, Lil. Bye."
    She quickly locked her door while keeping an ear out for any
movement next door. She could never be too cautious. She started to tip toe past
his door when she heard a loud bang coming from the other side and stopped
abruptly.
    What the hell is he doing in there?
    Another bang made her step closer, then a loud crash made
her jump and she stepped right up to the door and started pounding.
    "Gus? Are you okay?"
    She pounded on the door a few more times before it swung
open and a glowering, sweaty, and extremely fit Gus stepped into view.
    Her eyes moved over his shoulders, down his heaving chest to
a very distinct six pack that could seriously fund all panty corporations
because she could swear hers had just melted on the spot.
    "Red?"
    Her eyes shot back up to his face. His expression had
changed drastically and was anything but angry. Back to Red, huh?
    "What the hell is going on in there? I heard
crashing."
    His brows furrowed and those blue grey eyes studied her face
carefully, almost warily.
    "I'm working out."
    Well, duh. No wonder the sex god was sweaty and delicious…
um, dangerous looking. Her tongue felt like it had swelled in her mouth
at the image of him lifting weights and wiping his hard sweaty chest with a
towel after getting it all wet from pouring a bottle of water- "What the
fuck?"
    "Excuse me?"
    Oh, shit. I said that out loud. Quick, Aid, save yourself
and get the hell out of here before you start to lick him.
    "What kind of workout involves the sounds you would
only hear at a demolition?"
    "My kind, I guess."
    That smirk paired with a bead of sweat dripping down his
forehead… it was too much. Much too much.
    "Okay, then. Bye." She whipped around, her purse
swinging around maniacally in her haste and banging against the door jamb. She
cringed and that pause was enough to stall her getaway.
    "Hey, hold up a second," His hand clamped around
her arm gently.
    She didn't want to turn around, used all her willpower not
to, but her body was apparently not in working order and the hum she was
feeling at his touch was too interesting to ignore. When her eyes locked with
his, she felt the arousal that had tapered off from the night before come
racing back tenfold. Add that onto what she was suffering at the sight of him
and she was surprised she could still stand up on her own, or even make
coherent sounds when all she wanted to do was groan.
    "Yes?" she squeaked.
    "Are you going to be around tonight?"
    "Umm," she couldn't decide if her confusion was
because her brain was still shorting out or if it was because she couldn't
possibly come up with a reason as to why he would ask that. "Yes?"
    "Is that a question?"
    "No."
    "No, you won't be here?"
    "No. I mean, yes, I'll be here, but I don't know why
you'd want to know."
    He squeezed her arm gently before releasing it, now having
her full attention he must have realized he didn't need to restrain her.
    Too bad , she thought and felt her lips turn into a
pout.
    "I was wondering, well hoping actually, that you would
have dinner with me."
    Her eyebrows shot straight up and her stomach wobbled. This
wasn't what she expected, especially after her blatant rejection of him last
night. Except she didn't