Page 2 of Kissing Nick
“Very funny,” I say.
“I’m not being funny,” Oliver says. “Here, hand me my phone. I’ll call him. He owes me one, anyway. I helped him move a few weeks ago.”
“No. I don’t want to have help if it’s forced.”
“Then I won’t bring up the fact that he owes me. I’ll simply ask him if he’s interested.”
I sigh. This is pointless. Nick’s not going to say yes. But I grab Oliver’s phone and hand it over to him anyway. He taps the screen a few times before holding it up to his ear.
“Hey, man,” Oliver says a few seconds later. “Sorry to call so early…Yeah, I’m sick…uh huh…Hey, so I was supposed to help Holly at the Christmas market this weekend, and I was wondering if you would be able to take my place?…uh huh…yeah. Today and tomorrow…okay. Yep. Cool. Later, man.”
Oliver hangs up the phone, has a small coughing fit, then grins at me.
“He said he’s happy to help.”
Chapter Two
Nick
Shit. I can’t believe I just agreed to do that.
A moment ago, when Oliver asked me to help out his sister, I was still groggy from waking up, and I don’t think I fully registered the favor he was asking of me. I just heard the wordswas wondering if you would be able toand remembered that I owed Oliver for him helping me move…and somehow my mouth automatically saidyes.
Now, the reality of the situation hits me. I’ve just volunteered to spend two whole goddamn days with Holly…the girl I want most in this world but can’t pursue.
I first met Holly two years ago. I was completely taken with her from the moment her brother introduced me to her. Holly has jaw-dropping curves, the most beautiful eyes, and a voice like an angel. It’s not just her beauty that captured my attention, though. She’s also artistic as hell, smart, and sweet.
But I knew I couldn’t do anything about my desire for her. As my best friend’s little sister, she was off-limits.
The only way I could figure out how to deal with the situation was to ignore Holly. I fuckinghatedthat it made me seem like such a jerk, but with a desire as strong as mine, I really couldn’t see any other option.
Grunting out a sigh, I look at the phone in my hand and consider calling Oliver back to tell him I actually can’t help out Holly this weekend after all. But I’m not a man who backs out of something once I agree to do it.
I toss my phone aside and head into the bathroom to take a shower.
Holly.Holly. Why does the most beautiful woman in the world have to be my buddy’s little sister? It’s just cruel. And so are those luscious curves of hers. Just thinking about them makes me…
…yep. There’s the hard-on. See? This is how much trouble I’m in. My hand aches to wrap around my cock and jerk myself off. But I resist.
Instead, I grab the shower handle, turn the water cold, and cringe as chilled water splashes over me. But it works. My hard-on goes away, along with my lustful thoughts.
I’ve just toweled off and am pulling on a pair of jeans when I hear a knock at my apartment door.
“Coming!” I yell out. I pull on an undershirt and head over to the door.
When I open it, I take one look at Holly and feel my chest constrict. Today is going to be even more difficult than I thought. Holly looks stunning in such an effortless way. She’s wearing a red knit dress that hugs her curves, a cozy-looking scarf, and small dangling earrings. She’s holding a to-go cup of coffee in each hand.
“Good morning,” she says.
“Morning,” I say.
She extends one of the cups of coffee toward me. “This is a little thank you for helping me out. I mean, I know that’s not atallenough of a thank you, but…”
“I’m happy to help,” I say, a little stiffly, pulling my eyes away from her perfect form. Shit. Maybe my logic was wrong earlier in the shower and Ishouldhave jerked off to get it out of my system.
“My van is parked downstairs,” Holly continues. “You don’t mind driving together, right? There’s limited parking at the event, and I think it might be kind of nuts down there, so it’s probably best if we stick together.”
“That’s fine.” I start to walk back to my bedroom. “Give me a second, then we can go.”