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I blush at the hot, lusty look in his eyes. Chase is always charming, but in this mood, he is downright irresistible.
He sits down at the table, and I sit down across from him.
I look down at the takeout containers. He bought a little bit of everything. There are scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, and hash browns. I look at a container off to the side and see an Everything bagel with plain cream cheese. The bagel is still warm. He smiles as I reach for it.
“I should have known you’d want that.”
I smear on a huge amount of cream cheese with a little salt and take a bite.
“Thank you! This is so good.”
I watch as Chase takes the rest of the food from the containers and dumps it all on his plate. He then proceeds to eat.
“I’m always amazed that you can put away so much food and never gain weight.”
He shrugs. “I think you put too much attention on stuff like that.”
At my surprised look, he states, “You’ve got a great body, Val. It turns me on,” he gives me a wink, “but having met your aunt, hell, I’m surprised you’re not having to go to therapy sessions just to be normal.”
I laugh. “Things were harder after my parents died. My aunt isn’t the nicest person in the world.”
“That’s an understatement.” Chase also has coffee poured.
“Um, Chase? Should we talk about last night?” I bit my lip.
Chase sighs, “Look, Val. Don’t overthink this. We had sex. It was great. We have chemistry, and we’re going to be living together for a year. I think we should enjoy the sex and have fun while we’re together and just leave it at that.”
I feel his intense blue gaze as he waits for my response.
I suddenly give a mischievous smile. “Okay. It’s a deal. We’ll enjoy the sex and have fun while we’re together.”
Chase smiles, “Deal.” he raises his coffee, and we clink the cups together.
We eat the rest of our breakfast in comfortable silence.
He looks down at his now clean plate. “That was good.”
We both stand and take our plates to the kitchen. He rinses them, and I place them in the dishwasher.
“Where are the rest of my clothes?”
“They’re on the couch.”
As I raise my eyebrow at him, he just grins and says, “I had to fulfill a fantasy I had.”
“Oh, really? It involved hot pink panties and your T-shirt.”
“Yeah, it was from our wedding night.”
I turn around to walk over to the couch to get my clothes, and he gives me a smack on my backside.
It startles me. Am I the kind of girl who likes that? I grin; apparently, I am. I look over my shoulder at him with another eyebrow raised.
The look in his eyes has my panties getting wet.
“Is your fantasy fulfilled?” I ask huskily.
“Not yet,” he advances on me and swoops me up and over his shoulder and then drags me back to his bedroom and drops me on the bed.
