She rolled her eyes at him and tugged on her robe before she followed him out to the dining room where she found eggs, sausage links, and potatoes O'brien waiting for them. "It smells delicious. Thank you for making breakfast."
"You're welcome. Dig in, I know you worked up an appetite last night," he said, waggling his eyebrows at her, which made her laugh. They'd made love twice more in the night and she was deliciously sore that morning.
"As if I'm the only one who did," she responded. "I distinctly remember there being a second person involved."
"Gee, I wonder who that was?" he said thoughtfully.
"Smartass," she said and threw her napkin at him. "Yaeger, when we were going to bed last night, did you see a shadow in the window?" she asked suddenly.
"No, why do you ask?"
"I could have sworn I saw something, but it could have been my imagination."
"I'll go take a look around after breakfast."
"Thank you. It was probably nothing but…"
"Better to be safe than sorry, darlin'," he replied.
"My thoughts exactly," she replied. She turned her attention to her food and dug in. "Oh, so good," she groaned after she took a bite of the potatoes. "You're a good cook, Yaeger."
"I have my mama to thank for that one. She made sure I was self-sufficient."
"Speaking of mothers, I was thinking of introducing you to mine on my next day off. Are you ready for that?"
"As ready as I can be, darlin'. I just hope she likes me."
"She's going to love you."
They finished breakfast and while she took care of the dishes, Yaeger went outside to check to see if someone had been outside the bedroom window the night before. All it took was one look at the anger on his face and she knew the answer.
"He was there, wasn't he? Watching us?" she asked, her voice cracking.
"Looks like it. There's footprints leading away from the window." He wasn’t going to tell her what the sick fuck did while watching them. She didn’t need to know he’d pleasured himself.
"Gods, how sick can one person be?" she shuddered. "I'm glad we're going to the police today. I just hope they take it seriously."
"You and me both, darlin'. You and me both." He went to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go get cleaned up so we can get that over with."
They made their way to the bedroom and master bath where Yaeger got the shower going for them. Then he helped her out of her robe and into the shower. "Let me wash you," he said, as he took the loofah from her and lathered it up.
He washed down her arms to her fingers, then paid special attention to her breasts, soaping them up well. He kneeled to wash her legs and leaned in to kiss her sex. Then he stood and turned her around to wash her back and ass.
"Tease," she muttered.
He chuckled. "There'll be time for that later." Once she was all washed up, he rinsed her off. Then he washed and conditioned her hair for her.
"Oh Gods that feels good. It's like a massage for my scalp," she moaned.
"That's the idea," he told her.
When he started to wash himself, she took the loofah from him. "Nuh uh, my turn. Turnabout's fair play," she said with a grin as she soaped him up. When she got to his shaft, she took her time.
"Darlin', you're playing with fire," he growled.
"I thought we already established, I like to get burned," she said cheekily.
He tilted his head back and groaned. "We don't have time to play. Later, I promise."
