My stomach churned at the idea of putting food in it, and I almost gagged. Theo raised an eyebrow at me as I sat down, and she pushed a coffee toward me.
Eyeing up the stacks of food in front of her, I frowned.
“Hungry today?” I asked, taking in the box of donuts, two omelets, and a small plate of bacon and breakfast sausage next to her.
“Not really. Your boyfriend just shoved all this stuff in front of me and told me I wasn’t so bad for ‘an angry bodybuilder.’”
Realization dawned on me. Cal had gotten her donuts and made her breakfast as a thank you for forcing me to realize that I was sort of into him.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I grumbled, quietly enough that Cal couldn’t hear.
Theo rolled her eyes and took a sip of her coffee. “Just a fuck buddy then?” she asked, keeping her tone equally as quiet while we watched Cal flip my omelet in a pan.
“Neither.”
Theo slurped another sip of coffee, her mouth twitching in amusement.
“If he’s neither, why’d you let him suck your dick on the back porch last night?”
My mouth dropped open, and I felt like my eyes were going to pop right out of my skull.
“You saw that!?” I hissed, and Theo chuckled behind her mug, her dark eyes glittering with mischief.
“I didn’t catch the whole show. Once I realized what was happening, I shut the drapes. Next time, maybe get a room, yeah? I’m happy you’re finally getting laid and all, but I don’t really need to fucking see it.”
I groaned and slammed my head into the table, making the cutlery jump.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and I clapped my hands over my ears, wincing at the loud noise.
“I’ll get it!” Iris chimed, sweeping out of the room. Cal dropped my omelet on the table and frowned down at me with concern.
“Did you take the pills I left you?” he asked, gently playing with my hair as I squished my face onto the table.
My skin erupted into gooseflesh as he gently scraped his blunt fingernails against my scalp.
That felt nice.
I sighed and sat up, nodding. I avoided his gaze, still feeling too embarrassed and vulnerable to look at him.
“Yeah,” I croaked, pinching my nose. “Thanks.”
Cal hovered for another moment, and I could feel his gaze burning into the side of my face, but I still couldn’t bring myself to look directly at him. Finally, he slid away, giving me space. I watched him lean against the counter out of the corner of my eye. He took a sip of tea while he continued to stare at me with furrowed brows.
The door to the kitchen swung open, and Iris billowed back in, followed byfuckingJoanna. I almost slammed my face into the table again.
This was going to be a disaster.
“Who’s the nun?” Cal asked, eyeing Joanna up and down. Theo choked on a laugh, and I scowled at her.
Joanna wasn’t anun.She was just… modest. She was a Sunday school teacher for our local Catholic church. Today, shewas wearing an ankle-length grey skirt and a white blouse that was tied around her neck and wrists with a simple black ribbon. Her blond hair was in a neat braid that flowed over one shoulder.
She smiled at Cal politely.
“Hi. I’m Joanna.”
Theo shot me an annoyed look, and I knew what she was going to do before the thought even popped into her head. She turned to Cal, an evil smile curling across her lips.
“Joanna is Ryan’sgirlfriend,”she said, and Cal immediately spit a mouthful of tea all over the kitchen table.
