His brow furrows. “What the heck isnot bacon?”
“Don’t worry, it’s better for your arteries.” I pop the toast down, and he comes up behind me.
“How are you this mornin’?”
“If you’re asking if I still feel you between my legs, the answer is yes.”
That seems to please him because his hands fall onto my hips, and I feel his beard tickle my neck. “I wasn’t, but that’s good to know.”
“Did you get any more heat from your sister?” I cringe, but really, what does it even matter? The woman reads tarot cards, and from what I’ve gathered, she’s pretty darned accurate.
“My sister will be the death of me, I swear it.”
“Do you think she’ll say anything?”
“Not if she knows what’s good for her, or if she wants any of the shit she bribed me for,” he mutters. There’s a brief pause, then he says, “Would it be so bad if people knew?”
I stir the eggs, watching them intently as his words ring in my ears, my heart thumping in my chest. “About our ‘situationship?’”
“That’s what the cool kids are callin’ it these days.”
“No, that’s six-seven,” I say.
“What?”
“Ugh, never mind, even I don’t get it.”
He bumps me with his hips. “I liked you stayin’ over.”
He’s just so darned cute. “In the barn?”
“I kept you warm at least.”
“Don’t think I’m always gonna be this easy,” I tease. “Usually, I like to date a man first before he gets into my pants.”
“I’m doin’ this all wrong.”
“Maybe our way is more unconventional, but you did haveall those rulesthat I’m yet to hear about.”
“Rules went out the fuckin’ window the second you gave me lip.”
“Oh, you like that, do you?” I snicker.
“Only in the bedroom, sweetheart.”
My heart does little flips, then Zane groans. I quickly turn my head. “What?”
“Does this mean I have to start eatin’ tofu burgers now?”
I can’t help but laugh. Oh, this man. “I’d like to see that.”
He grunts. “Don’t count on it.”
Viola
OMG did you reply back to him???
Jane
