Page 55 of I Got Lucky


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She laid back and enjoyed the post orgasm bliss, wondering how she ended up here. In Hawk’s bed. In his house. And his heart.

I’m his girlfriend.That seemed so wild.

Hawk walked in carrying a mug and plate. “Breakfast in bed.” He waited for her to sit up, then handed her the coffee with milk, just the way she liked it, and a cheese, green onion, and bacon omelet. “How did you remember how I like my coffee?”

“I think it was the third time you cleaned for me, you left me a bag of the coffee you like best and said that if I was going to drink coffee at all hours of the day and night, I should at least drinkgoodcoffee. You said you liked yours with a dollop of milk. I still don’t know how you knew I drank it at all hours.”

“You weren’t as neat as you are now. I’d find mugs left out on the back deck table, in the bathroom, and on the coffee table, and next to your dinner and dessert plates.”

“Only because you left me dessert.”

“I wanted to sweeten up your life.” She sipped her coffee and sighed. “It’s perfect. Thank you.” She took a forkful of the omelet but didn’t get to try it because Hawk swooped in and kissed her, long and deep, like he had all the time in the world to tell her what she’d said and done mattered.

“You did sweeten my life. You’re still doing it. Now we get to be there for each other. I really, really want this to work.”

“So far, it feels like we should have done this a lot sooner.”

“Then you understand why I don’t want to waste any more time. I know this is all fast, you being here, what we did in the shower and this morning without us really dating.”

“And yet it feels like I’ve known you a long time. It was at a distance, but it still felt real and deep. I know you better than some of the people I work with and see every day.”

“I just don’t want to come on too strong and push you away.”

She had the same concern. “I think we’re both worried about the same thing when we both simply want more of each other. Right?” Hope bloomed in her heart, even though she was so scared he’d change his mind and want his space now that she’d been here overnight.

“Yes. I want more nights like last night and more mornings like this.”

“Then let’s just go with it and remember to communicate if it’s too much.”

“Or not enough,” he quickly added. “You can ask for more. I want to be everything you need.”

She held up her mug. “Can I have more coffee?”

He took it with a grin. “Yes. But eat your food so you can take your meds. Doc said you need to eat to get your strength back after you lost so much blood.”

It was going to take a couple of weeks at least for her to feel back to normal. So she dug into the omelet while he fetched her coffee, then showered.

When he came out with just a towel around his waist, his hair damp but combed, she moaned, making him give her a wicked grin.

“Not now, sweetheart. I’ve got to get to work. But later…” The promise in his words and eyes said he’d deliver.

She watched him get dressed, caressing his skin with her gaze as it ran over every dip and valley, all those glorious muscles. “What time do you think you’ll be home?”

“I’m hoping I can check in, attend the meeting, then leave, so maybe two to three hours. I’ll text if I’m going to be later. You can text me if you need something while I’m out.” He studied her. “You feel okay? If you’d rather I stay…”

“No. I’m good. Mind if I crash on your couch and watch TV?”

“Make yourself at home. Do whatever you want. Use whatever you want. Eat whatever you want. Treat this place like it’s yours.” He leaned over, his slacks unzipped and unbuttoned, his gorgeous chest on display, and kissed her. “I mean it. I want you to feel comfortable here.” He brushed his hand over her hair. “You’re so beautiful.”

She rolled her eyes. “I must look a mess.”

“A loved-up mess, maybe, but still beautiful.” He kissed her forehead. “You need help with anything before I leave?”

“I think I’ll be okay.” She’d do her best with the use of only one arm.

He pointed a finger at her. “Don’t overdo it today.”

She loved that he worried about her. “I won’t. Go. You don’t want to be late, and I want you back as soon as possible.”