Ryan fingered through a few sheets before he turned back to her. “I’ve told you I will gladly foot the bill for someone to come in and finish this. You don’t have to drag out the process of fixing up your house.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, Piper lifted her chin. “Are we seriously going to get into that again? I know you have a concussion, but surely you recall me not only saying no to your first offer, but hell no.”
Ryan propped his hands on his hips, a little more than pleased when Piper’s eyes drifted down. She quickly brought them back up to meet his gaze, but she’d looked enough to puff up his ego where she was concerned. Yes, he’d planted the seed and now he just needed to keep her sexual curiosity up.
“Listen, Red...” he started. “I know you have this stubborn pride, but I can afford to help. Why won’t you let me? Pay me back as needed. That’s fine if that’s how you want it. But for heaven’s sake, at least let me send someone to fix the air-conditioning.”
Before I die from watching sweat trickle down that tempting valley between your breasts.
“I told you it will be installed in a couple of days.”
“I can have someone out here today.”
Piper rolled her eyes. “Quit steamrolling my life.”
“‘Steamrolling’?” he repeated. “I’m trying to make you more comfortable.”
“Really? Comfortable? Is that what you call it when you undress me with your eyes like you did last night and then admit you want to kiss me?”
Ryan raked a hand through his bed-head and sighed. “Piper—”
“Seriously, Ryan.” She cut him off. “I want to chalk this up to your concussion, but I need to know what’s going through that head of yours.”
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