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He leans back with his hands up in surrender. “Whoa, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”
Without saying another word, I shuffle over to the coffee maker and start loading the top with beans to grind.
“Sit and eat. I’ll make the coffee.”
I ignore him.
“Mae.”
He’s really starting to piss me off. “I can make my own damn coffee.”
Remi swears under his breath, and it sounds like, “So unbelievably stubborn.”
“Yeah, well, you’re unbelievably pushy. Forgive me if I don’t roll over with your every command.”
“I’m just trying to help, Mae.”
Filling up the water container, I still won’t look at him. “I hired you for Isabel. Not me. I don’t need your help.”
He steps closer and lays a hand on my shoulder, which completely sets me off.
“Stop. Whatever it is that you’re doing, stop it. This is the exact opposite of helping, Remington.”
Remi’s mouth pops open. “Well, Miranda—since we’re using full names—I’m trying to be a friend.” He sneers, shaking his head. “It looks like you need one because you’re not taking care of yourself.”
Turning away, I scoop coffee grounds into the filter. “What, you want to take care of me? Do you have a daddy complex or something?”
I feel rather than see Remi scoff. “Wow, okay. Carry on, Queeny. Forget I even asked.”
Opening the cupboard above, I pull a mug down, but my motor skills haven’t caught up with my awakened state yet and I lose my grip. To save it from shattering all over the ground, I do some awkward, twisty move to catch it, but it only causes my wrist to bend in an unnatural way.
“Ow, shit.” Pulling my hand into my chest, I cradle it with my other.
Remi turns me around to face him, pulling the blasted thing from my hand and setting it safely on the counter. “What is it?”
“Nothing but me being a klutz. I just twisted my wrist. I’m fine.” I wiggle away from him, but he just follows.
“Let me see.” Not hesitating, he pulls my wrist toward him. His touch is gentle. He starts massaging my forearm, working his way up to where I’m tender.
His touch feels like warm honey, and I’m the biscuit he’s covering. Transfixed and completely under his spell, I forget all about my irritation.
Now, I understand how he gets Isabel to settle so fast. What would it be like if I just let go and let him take care of me?
“So soft.” The words leave his mouth in a breath, and I’m not sure I was meant to hear it.
“W-what?” I ask like an idiot anyway.
A sheepish smile forms on his pretty face. “Oh, uh. Your skin. It’s really soft.” He drags his thumbnail down the underbelly of my forearm and watches the movement.
I shiver, and my pelvic floor involuntarily Kegels. His touch is soothing, and his fingertips leave a trail of heat wherever they trace. My mind runs wild with how they would feel in other places of my body. Arousal thrums in my veins, cranking up my internal temperature.
When he looks up at me, his brown eyes darken to black. “How does it feel?”
The soft rasp of his voice slides down my back and makes my knees weak.
“Hot,” I breathe.
“Hot?”
