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“Well, that was worth the manual labor, I guess,” I murmured into the quiet darkness of the apartment.
She punched me lightly on the arm. “You guess?”
“Fine. More than worth it.”
“Good. I do aim to please.”
“Oh, I’m pleased,” I said, a lazy smile creeping over my face as I traced figure eights on her body. “Just wondering about round two.”
“Seriously?”
“Well, I guess we should eat. Then move on to round two.”
She giggled. “Sounds like a plan. Pizza?”
“Great. I used up all my cooking skills downstairs.”
* * *
“Morning or night person?” Delaney took a bite of pizza, waited for my response.
“Night.”
“Hmm. I’m morning. Dog or cat?”
“Dog. No question,” I said, leaning over and snagging another slice from the box.
She shook her head in disapproval, staring over at me from her spot on the couch. “Cat. Beach or mountains?”
“Mountains. My family has a cabin about an hour away from here. It’s one of my favorite places in the world.”
“Sounds nice. I’m a beach person, though. I thought about living in Savannah for a while, but you know...life.” Delaney shrugged, biting down on her lower lip. A long moment passed. Finally, she broke the silence.
“Call or text?”
“Depends on who it is.”
Delaney laughed, throwing her head back, her blue eyes glimmering in the low light of the apartment. I liked the sound of her laugh.
Drawing her leg up under her, she relaxed into the cushions. “Same. And I hate voicemails. I have about ten on my phone I haven’t gotten around to listening to.”
“Duly noted,” I said, nodding. “Don’t leave Delaney a message. Got it. OJ or AJ?”
“AJ?” She raised her eyebrows.
“Apple juice.”
“Ah. OJ then,” she said, certainty in her voice.
“Me too. At least we can eat breakfast together.” I touched my foot to hers. She responded with a light stroke of her toes, sending an electric jolt up my leg.
“Might have to make it brunch, though, since you probably won’t be up yet,” she said, smirking.
“Haha. Very funny.” I jabbed her in the arm. “Fly or drive?”
“Drive. Unless it’s more than eight hours away. Then fly, I guess.”
“Road trip for me, all the way. I hate flying. Favorite season?” I asked, meeting her gaze.
