Free Frenemies With Benefits (Geek To Chic Book 2) by Nikki Brinks Page A

are any kind of friend
you will not let him see you naked for the rest of the year for what he has
done!” She listened for a minute.   “When
he asked me where I was moving to, that night he was over, and I told him the
Spire building, he neglected to mention Supreme Douche Bag lives in this
building!” More silence. “Roni, stop laughing. This isn’t funny stop laughing
and tell Derek to stop laughing.   Roni?”   She hit the end button and threw the phone
onto the couch.  
    “Conversation didn’t go
well?”   Alex goaded her.  
    “Ugh, no she thought it
was funny. So tell me what floor do I have to avoid?   And can we put together a visitation schedule
for the gym?”  
    Putting down his
controller, picking up his beer, Alex stared at her.   He stood and held out his hand for her.   She gave him a look that said she would
rather bite it off than take his hand.   “Come on, I’ll show you my place.”  

 

Chapter Eight
    Izzy couldn’t believe
that she was standing in Alex’s new penthouse condo, which happened to be a few
floors above her own.   Derek was going to
get a swift kick in the ass, next time she saw him, not warning her she was
living in the same building as Supreme Asshole.
      Turning to her, Alex looks at her as though
she had gone mad. “Why are you growling?”  
    “Just day dreaming
about hurting someone, and for once it’s not you.”   She pushed past him moving further into his
large condo.  
    The fact that the guys
of CPST lived in normal neighborhoods in normal sized homes always amazed
Izzy.   Due to the success of their
business, these men were all worth a sizeable amount.   Yet, none of them flashed their money, well
other than on cars.   Living in Denver,
they were able to fly under the radar of the gossip rags and live normal
lives.  
    The penthouse was
bright, with floor to ceiling windows in the living room.   The open floor plan allowed for the entire
space to be in view from any spot of the condo.   The kitchen cabinets were cherry, the appliances were stainless steel
and the countertops a dark granite.   Pictures
of his parents, Caroline, Netty and Derek, lined the fireplace and other
surfaces.   The man even had house plants
scattered about, real house plants.  
    “This looks nothing
like your bachelor pad house, I made you dinner at.”   Izzy commented.   That house was all masculine and dark.   No designer touches at that house.  
    Laughing, Alex shook
his head.   “No, that place was
awful.   I never took the time to decorate
the house.   I guess because it never felt
like home.   I bought that house for its
resale value not because I liked the house.   My penthouse, I love.   So I took
the time to make it look nice and feel like a real home.”  
    She was shocked at his
insightful view on why he never decorated the last place.   “I had ordered pizza at your place while you
were unpacking.   I need to call Mr.
Guzman really quick and tell him to send the delivery guy here instead.”
    “No, you can’t do
that!   Then he will think we are dating
or worse that I am one of your conquests.   No, I will just go wait for the pizza at my place.”   Izzy freaked out.   Not wanting anyone to think they were
anything more than friends.  
    Before she could make
it two steps, Alex stepping in front of her and wrapped his hands gently around
her shoulders.   “Izzy, honey, he won’t
think anything other than we are two friends hanging out.   As for him thinking you are one of my
conquests, I haven’t had any girls here.”   Only moving one hand from her, he dialed the security desk and gave Mr.
Guzman the instructions to send the pizza delivery guy, to his place
instead.  
    Shoving the phone back
in his jeans, he wrapped his arms around her waist this time.   Pulling her closer to him.   She had to look up, way up to look in his
eyes.   Resting her hands lightly on his
chest.   His smell and touch enveloped her
senses.