Page 28 of A Coffee Away

Esteban peeked out the door. “Are you sure I can shower?”

“I’m sure. Take your time.”

“Okay. I’ll be as fast as I can.” He closed the door.

My hands trembled violently beneath the covers. I tried to fix my tousled hair and prayed my morning breath wasn’t that bad.

I lay back and waited.

Ten minutes later, Esteban opened the door with a satisfied smile on his face and his towel hanging around his waist.

I’d be drooling if I were a dog because, God, he was a fine specimen. Those pecs and abs made me want to taste him all over. I couldn’t tear my eyes off him as he strode toward me.

“See something you like?” He sat on the edge of the bed, then scooted next to me.

His right thigh touched my left over the covers, and my whole body went taut. My whole body. He was a temptation and a tease, and I loved it.

I licked my lower lip, and before I was done, his lips were on mine.

The kiss was rough and dominant, and I melted into it. My body shifted toward him like gravity, and he grunted, then put a hand on my chest to stop me.

“As much as I want to see where this kiss will lead us. As much as I want to possess you whole and taste every single part of your body, we can’t.” He held my hands to his lips in a tender kiss. “You must be sore, and I’d never hurt you. We should also talk.”

I straightened. “Then let’s talk.” I didn’t know what the fuck he wanted to talk about, but if it meant moving forward with our relationship, I wanted it to happen.

His lips curled. “Okay, but it’s nine. Stephany and Eva are waiting for us.”

Kiss forgotten, I threw off the covers and dashed into the bathroom.

“I’ll get ready and make some sandwiches to go,” Esteban said from outside.

I hated being late, and we’d promised.

“Hey, guys! Thought you wouldn’t make it!” Stephany yelled while serving a table of four.

We began visiting Stephany and Eva, the owners of Entre Alas, more often after we met at the Miramar Food Truck Park. We’d become close friends.

Steph was married to Eva, who was the cook, and today we’d promised to help them with an event. There was a book tour from a local author, and she had her release today. Part of the event was having brunch in the food park after enjoying a nice time with her fellow authors and readers at the Book Stop in Publica Espacio Cultural here in Miramar.

We didn’t know the details, but they needed more hands to help, and we volunteered.

Esteban kissed my cheek, making me swoon like a teenager, then entered the truck and put on an apron. “So what are we doing?”

I followed, focused on his perfectly formed ass.

He smirked when he caught me staring.

Eva darted her gaze between us, then scooped some wings from the fryer and put them aside. “We’ll be preparing a new dish, waffle wings.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Steph’s idea, not mine.”

Esteban chuckled.

“I’ll make the boneless wings, then you’ll dip them in the waffle batter and cook them in the iron.” Eva moved around the truck, explaining the process, with Esteban’s rapt attention on her.

Esteban saluted. “Sí, señora.”

I grinned behind Esteban, then put my apron on. “What about me?”

Steph grabbed my hand. “You come with me, pretty boy.” Once outside, she pulled me to the side of the truck. “What was that about?” Her eyes shone with glee.