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Chapter 12
Erica
When I woke up, the first thing I was aware of was Brett’s arm slung over me and his chest and groin pressed against my back and ass. I wriggled closer to him and snuggled down into the covers.
It was warm and comfortable, and I was with Brett. After we had fucked. At his place.
Shit.
I hadn’t meant to stay over. It was morning, light streamed in through the curtains. I should have gone home after we’d had sex. I should have pushed away from Brett when he had wanted to cuddle, no matter how good it had been, and left.
But I hadn’t done that, and now it was morning and I was still wrapped up in Brett’s arms. I would have loved it if it hadn’t been such a shitty situation where we had to be so careful.
“Morning, beautiful,” Brett said with his eyes still closed.
“I have to go.” I squirmed out of his arms.
Brett opened his eyes and frowned at me. “What’s wrong?”
How could he not know what was wrong?
“I shouldn’t still be here. What if someone finds out? I shouldn’t have spent the night.” I jumped out of bed and scrambled for my clothes.
“Baby, calm down.”
“Don’t call me that,” I snapped and pulled on my panties, then hooked my bra behind my back.
Brett sighed. “Erica, it’s okay. Calm down.”
He climbed out of bed and came to me, wrapping his arms around me. I was freaking out, and I was getting irritated that he wouldn’t let me go, but when he spoke, his voice rumbled through his chest I was pressed up against.
“Stop panicking. Everything is going to be fine.”
“How can it be fine?” I looked up at him. I wasn’t trying to get out of his arms anymore, but I was far from calm.
“I know you’re freaking out about this, but stop for two seconds and think. No one even knows you were here last night. Really, it’s going to be fine.”
“How can you be so sure?” I asked. What if someone saw me leaving? I hadn’t meant to fall asleep with him. What bothered me the most was his nonchalant attitude toward what had just happened. How could he be so calm about potentially losing everything?
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. If Brett wasn’t worried, maybe I had to relax as well. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Coming to his house had been a risk, yes, but he was right. No one had known I was coming to his house for dinner. Not even my mom, who conveniently believed that we had gone to a restaurant. For a moment I thought that was what we should have done instead, but I shook off the thought and decided to trust Brett.
“Come on, why don’t we had breakfast before you leave?” Brett asked.
“Wouldn’t it be better if I just go?”
“Why? Do you have somewhere you need to be?”
I shook my head. I had booked the entire day for myself. Since we had been out on Thursday and I had come over to Brett’s place yesterday, I had needed alone time. I wasn’t an extrovert.
“I thought it would be a good idea if I get out of here before anyone realizes what we’ve done,” I said.
Brett ran his hands up and down my arms, and I shivered.
“Have breakfast with me first.”
He was convincing, and the truth was, I wanted to spend a bit more time with him. Waking up next to Brett—panic aside—had been amazing. I nodded, and Brett smiled.
Brett offered me a robe to put on over my underwear, and he changed into sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt. I realized I had never seen him in anything other than suits or smart clothes when we went out. The casual look was a little out of place on him, but with a body like his, he could pull anything off.
In the kitchen, Brett made eggs and bacon while I put on coffee for us. It was entertaining to watch Brett cook. He moved around the kitchen the way he moved around the office, completely in charge.
When the food was ready, we sat down at the breakfast nook and enjoyed our coffee and eggs. I had to admit, the semblance of a domestic life with Brett was comfortable. I enjoyed being in his home and around him. In a different life, maybe I would have been able to stay. But considering where we were, that I was his executive assistant and he had a reputation already, getting attached was a bad idea. The only thing that would come of it was pain and heartbreak. Considering I knew this, it was best that I didn’t get too attached to him. I would always respect him as my boss, and I would always remember our time together as something warm and delicious, but it couldn’t go any further than this.
