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“Shit, ow.”
I place the tip of my thumb in my mouth and go to answer the door. My hand in still to my mouth when I pull the door open and Chandler is standing on the other side, his eyes instantly going to my mouth. His eyes darken as he clears his throat.
“You okay?”
I take my thumb out of my mouth and look at the burn.
“Yeah, I just burned my thumb on the bacon pan.”
His heated look turns to concern, and he takes a step closer to me.
“Let me see.”
He gently takes my hand in his and inspects my thumb. He lowers his head and blow on the burn, and I no longer care about the pain. I can’t even feel the pain anymore. My entire focus is on his mouth and my hand.
“It doesn’t look too bad; do you feel like you need some burn cream?”
I slowly shake my head no, just barely able to answer him. His mouth curls into a smirk, and my eyes lift to see that he is watching me and knows what I was thinking.
“Um, no. It’s fine; I’m fine.”
He drops my hand, still smirking
“I have to get breakfast off the stove.”
I turn around quickly and head to the kitchen, my face hot and my heart racing. I can hear his footsteps behind me as I get to the stove and take the bacon off the burner.
“Is Soph still sleeping?”
“Yeah, she slept in my bed last night if you want to go check on her.”
I’m hoping he does so I can get a moment to catch my breath. Every time I’m around him I lose all sense.
“No, let her sleep some more. I wanted to talk to you about tonight.”
Breakfast is finished and I no longer have an excuse to not face him. I turn and lean against the counter next to the stove.
“I had Jillian pick out dresses for the two of you for tonight. They should be here about noon so that you can get ready. I’ll stop by here to get you at seven. Is that enough time for you to get ready?”
Cocking my head to the side, I say, “Is seven hours enough time to get ready? Yeah, I think.”
He chuckles and rubs at the back of his neck.
“I know, I just wanted to be sure. I don’t want you to feel overwhelmed; I know you aren’t used to this world anymore.”
That heavy weight in my stomach appears again. It’s there every time someone points out that I don’t remember anything about being in this world.
“Yeah, we will be ready at seven.”
He nods while looking around the apartment, and suddenly it feels awkward.
“Do you want some breakfast?”
“No, thank you. I’m actually going to head up to my place. There is so more work that I need to get done. Let me know when Soph is up. I’d like to say good morning to her.”
I have to clench my jaw to keep from saying anything about his work. I understand that he has a business to run, but I thought with us being here he would tone it done, at least take the days off. The smile I give him feels forced, and I know he sees it, but he doesn’t comment on it; he just turns and leaves the apartment.
As I watch him leave again, I get a sense of déjà vu that doesn’t sit well with me.
