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Taking a seat at the kitchen island, I adjust myself, trying to push the needy erection away as I watch her. “I thought you were a vegetarian.”
“I am. But you’re not, and I’m making you breakfast.”
“You don’t have to do that. I woke you up by yelling at you.” I scrub a palm over my face. “I can take care of myself.”
“I’m sure you can. But I like taking care of people. It’s kind of my thing.” She smiles at me over her shoulder.
Fuck, she’s pretty.
I sit in silence, drinking my coffee while she cooks. Truthfully, I wanted to be the one to cook her breakfast again. It seemed to impress her last time, and I got off on seeing her happily eat my food.
“Your curtains can stay. And the plants and your pillows and blanket. But you’ve got to get your naked men off my bookshelf.”
Her back vibrates with a laugh. “Deal. Although, you could learn a thing or two from my book boyfriends. You do have that broody, mysterious thing going for you already though.”
“And that devastatingly handsome thing,” I add for her.
She places my breakfast in front of me, a knowing smile pulling at her lips. “You’re all right, I guess.”
Indy takes the seat next to me, and I’m not going to lie, this is nice. Sharing a meal with her, spending a morning together. Of course, I’d probably feel this way if it were anyone, but I’ll admit it’s nice to come home to someone for once.
“Speaking of boyfriends…” I begin with caution.
“Please tell me you straightened that out with your GM.”
“Not exactly.”
“Ryan!” She cocks her head in disappointment and the eye roll she gives me is pretty fucking adorable.
“He brought you up three separate times while we were gone. It’s like he was testing me to see if it’s real.”
“Because it’s not!” Indy hides her face in her palms. “This is a terrible idea. It’s going to be ten times worse when he finds out you were lying to him later.”
“He’s not going to find out.”
“Oh, he’s not?” She laughs condescendingly. “He’s going to take one look at us together and know it’s a lie.”
“I’m good at putting on an act in public. Please, Blue. Help me out here.”
She pops a strawberry in her mouth and my attention falls on those pink lips. “For someone who likes to have control, it does sound awfully nice when you beg.”
I shoot her a pointed glance.
“Can’t you find someone else to be your fake girlfriend or here’s a thought, get a real one!”
“I don’t trust anyone, and I don’t date. And don’t even suggest I fake it while letting some poor girl believe it’s real. I can’t lead anyone on like that. But I’m not leading you on because this”—I motion between us—“will never be like that.”
“Well, that’s one way to make it clear.” She pulls her attention away from mine. “I can’t. I’m working.”
“You’re home for the fall banquet. All of Chicago’s teams are home.”
“I got a second job. I need to work that night.”
“A second job? Doing what?”
“Rideshare. It works perfectly with my flight schedule. I can work when I’m home.”
“Indy, no…that’s…that could be dangerous.”
