I sit up, covering my chest with the sheet.
“I thought you could use some breakfast.”
“Oh, yeah?” I rub a hand over my tired eyes. “Is this what I can expect every time we have sex?”
He grabs a piece of bacon and munches down on it. “I mean, if you want it, I can make it happen.”
“I don’t need it,” I say, grabbing a mug of coffee. “I do appreciate it.”
“How are you feeling?” he asks, rubbing my calf through the soft sheet.
“Honestly? I’m?—”
“I mean, yeah, I’d prefer you’re honest,” he interrupts. “I don’t want you to lie.”
“Why would I lie?”
“In case it was the worst sex of your life.”
“Declan.” I laugh. “Do you think I could have faked those orgasms you gave me? Multiple, I might add?”
“That was our first time having sex, Froggie. For all I know, you could be a master faker.”
Setting my coffee mug on the nightstand, I link my fingers behind Declan’s neck and pull him close. “I can assure you—honestly—that there was no faking. I have never felt better.”
“Good.” He kisses me. Soft, sweet, and way too quick for my liking.
That same heat from last night makes butterflies explode low in my belly. Has my body always reacted like this to Declan and I just pushed the feelings aside without realizing it?
Real, legitimate feelings for him. My best friend.
It’s uncharted territory for me.
Before I can let my mind wander too far, Declan pulls me back.
“What changed your mind last night?”
“It was Leon.”
“Leon? Really?”
I grab one of the croissants and tear off a corner, popping the fluffy pastry in my mouth.
“He asked why I was out with him and Jacob instead of at home with my sexy husband.”
He smiles back at me. “Leon does have good taste.”
“He does.”
“Remind me to thank him later.”
I roll my eyes. “You’re going to tell my boss thanks for convincing your wife to have sex with you? When we’re supposed to be having sex this whole time?”
”Okay, fine,” he says, “but I should at least send him a fruit basket or something.”
“No fruit basket is needed, Declan.”
“It’s not like I can send him flowers.” He tears off the other half of the pastry and eats it.
