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“Why didn’t you fill me in? And when did all this go down?”
“Long story. Let’s just say he called on Christmas morning and we got together that night.”
“Humph. That’s exactly how long I’ve been tryin’ to get in touch with you. Couldn’t you at least have called or texted me to give me a heads-up? I’ve seriously been worried sick about you.”
“I’m sorry. I really am. We just sort of got caught up with each other. And then my phone went totally dead.”
“Ever hear of electrical outlets? Never mind that. I’m just glad you’re okay. Look, it sounds like you’re still tied up. Call me when you’re alone and free. Okay?”
“K. I love you.”
“I love you too, Lex.”
I ended the call and looked up to see Pearce staring at me with a comical expression. I’m sure he’d want an explanation.
“Smoky Eyes, huh?”
That didn’t take long. It was time to fess up. “Yeah, that was my nickname for you. I told you that I fell in love with your eyes, didn’t I?”
“You might have mentioned something like that.” His grin stretched from one ear to the other. “I like it.”
We ended up snacking on the rest of the food he’d bought for the boat, Afterwards, we planted on the couch to watch a romantic comedy. Then we went upstairs for another sex-filled marathon.
The next morning, I rolled over and reached out my arm to find a cold empty bed spot. Loneliness descended, which was oddly weird. For years I’d been alone and never thought I’d be with anyone. Now, after only two nights with Pearce, I backtracked. I wanted him in here with me, instead of at work. Idiotic, but I was helpless when it came to him. Then a silly smile formed on my lips. I had it bad for him. Really, crazy bad.
I sat up and then spied the note on the bedside table.
Good morning, beautiful,
I hope you had a wonderful night filled with vividly sexy dreams of me. If you did, I expect you to share them so we can act them out tonight. I’m at work and please call me when you wake. If I’m in surgery, I obviously won’t be able to answer. Leave a message, or better yet, text me something wickedly dirty and I’ll call you back as soon as I’m able. I miss you already and can’t wait to hold you in my arms again. Coffee’s ready, and anything is yours for the taking as far as breakfast is concerned (and anything else as well). I’ve left a key for you on the kitchen counter and the code for the alarm is 171272*. Keep this handy, I want you to come and go freely. I look forward to seeing you tonight.
I love you,
Pearce
I got up and searched his closet for one of his shirts to put on. Then I reread the note about forty-three million times before I finally set it down. In the kitchen, I poured myself a cup of coffee and wandered around his lovely home, looking at pictures of him and his family he had displayed. It was easy to see by the large number of them that they were close. It reminded me of how sad my situation with my own family was. Not in a million years would I ever have guessed that they would end up treating me the way they had. I quickly brushed those unpleasant thoughts away. Nothing would spoil my time here.
Pearce’s home was inviting, and not the least bit stuffy. I wandered through every room, wanting to be close to him. Seeing a piece of him everywhere, I ran my fingers along his desk and other things that reminded me of him. Tonight would take forever to get here. I just knew it.
When I looked at the clock and saw it was almost ten, I hit the stairs and stripped off my clothes. Walking into his shower reminded me of the one from yesterday. I leaned against the wall and sighed. Every time I thought of him, my knees went weak. It was time to get my mind on something else or I would turn into one of those simpering, lovestruck women I’d always despised—the ones who pined over their men.
After my shower, I dressed, dried my hair, and threw on some makeup. Then I tapped Pearce’s number and he answered immediately.
“Good morning, gorgeous.”
“Good morning back. I just got out of the shower. I spent quite a while in there thinking of the one we had together yesterday.”
“Stop. You can’t do this to me. I’m about to do a splenectomy and a kidney repair on an accident victim. I need my head in the right spot.”
“Ugh. That sounds gross.” His laugh hit my ears.
“Once you get used to seeing organs, it’s fascinating.”
“Maybe for you.”
“No, really. Most doctors are a bit squeamish at first, but it goes away.”
“Really?”
