Charlie
My neck hurt, but despite the drinking, my head was clear. To my surprise, I slept so well through the night, I was still in the same position. Trent’s arms were around me, holding me as if I would escape or fall off the couch.
I blinked my eyes open against the sun streaming through the windows and bathing Trent’s profile in a warm glow. He was asleep, a small smile tugging his lips.What was he dreaming of?
“Charlie…” he mumbled.
“Good morning, Cupcake.” I kissed his cheek once, then one more time.
He made a sleepy smacking sound, then opened his eyes wide. “Charlie?” The surprise in his tone paired with the flail of his body, sent me crashing to the carpet.
“Ohmygod I’m sorry.” He scrambled to the ground and scooped me back up before I protested. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Let go of me.” I laughed as he was checking my body as if I’d break after falling a foot and a half.
“Sorry, I thought it was just another dream.”
“Stop apologizing for everything.” I playfully pushed him away. “You dreamed of me?”
“Oh, yeah.” He pursed his lips. “That’s creepy, isn’t it?”
I crossed my arms, stifling a grin. “Depends on what the dreams were about.”
“Let’s settle for creepy and leave it at that.”
“Come on, I’m kidding. I’m sure they’re not.”
The blush spreading on his cheeks as his eyes roamed my body gave me an idea about the content of his dreams.Why was his infatuation so hot?
Trent sat up, and his stomach grumbled. “I can make protein smoothies for breakfast.”
I grimaced. “I’ll stick to coffee.”
“Or eggs. I have eggs. I can drop you off after that if you’re busy today.” He put a hand on my forearm as he gave me one of his puppy-dog looks. He didn’t have to try so hard, I would have stayed anyway, but his attention and the way he was so considerate about where he touched me made me want to strip him naked even more.
I ran over my mental calendar. “Nope, not busy at all. Eggs sound fantastic.” I winked. “You can woo me with your breakfast, but I need to use the bathroom first.”
“I’ll be in the kitchen.” Trent touched my shoulder as he got up.
On some bizarre instinct, I snatched his hand and brought it to my lips. His gasp of surprise was nothing short of erotic and the morning wood at my eye level told me he was packing and ready to do more than kissing. New appreciation for sports shorts unlocked.
I excused myself to the bathroom that was as empty as the living room, with basic toiletries and a stack of clean towels. Fresh-faced and a gallon lighter, I followed the scent of food to the kitchen where Trent was frying eggs and crispy bacon sat on a plate on the counter.
“I wasn’t sure which you prefer, so I made scrambled and a few runny ones.”
Trent had the uncanny ability to unlock new fantasies in me, and I now added a cute man cooking me breakfast as to the list.
“Scrambled is great, thanks. You’re spoiling me.”
He grinned as he straightened his back and angled the pan. “Okay, tell me how much.” He handed me a plate and slid some egg onto it.
“That’s enough.” I added some bacon and propped my hip on the counter.
He scooped the rest for himself and mirrored my pose. His gaze darted to my plate then to his with a mountain of eggs on it. “You know how I was a chubby kid, right?”
I shrugged, my mouth full of the delicious breakfast. “I didn’t think so.”
“That made one of you.” He put his plate aside and sighed. “Well, anyway, I figured going to the gym would be the best way to burn my love for eating. With time, I got into creating workout routines and meal plans for myself, but then also for several friends. I even did a course on how to eat when working out, what has vitamins and protein and what is needed. My dad said it was a waste of money and my brother said I could learn that online for free. They were probably right.”
