He grins as I place the glass on the end table and sink into the bed, bringing the blankets up to my chin.
I like having someone take care of me, but I’m not used to it. It’s weird because it’s new. A few times and I’ll get used to it. Spoiled, even.
But what am I thinking? That’s not what this is. He’s just being nice. We aren’t getting married and moving in with one another. This won’t be a common occurrence.
I’m definitely still drunk.
I throw the blankets back and get out of bed, taking a moment to breathe so my head will stop pounding before I stand. I go into the kitchen and lean in the doorway to take in everything he’s put on the counter. He glances at me over his shoulder.
“Why are you out of bed?”
“I wasn’t told to stay in bed.”
“I told you to sleep.”
“But you didn’t say when…”
He rolls his eyes, then goes back to cutting up a chicken breast. I move into the kitchen and lean against the counter in front of the sink, close to where he’s standing.
“What are you making?”
“Chicken Alfredo. Hope that’s okay.”
I look at the ingredients on the counter and peek into the brown paper bag. It’s empty.
“Did you forget the sauce?”
He smirks. “I’mmakingthe sauce.”
“Making the—holy crap, you are spoiling me.”
Chuckling, he says, “It’s not the best, but it is pretty good.” He looks at me, raising a brow. “If you go lay in bed, maybe I’ll feed it to you.”
I narrow my eyes, pointing at him. “You play dirty, sir.”
“Never claimed otherwise.”
“Okay, but… since I’m so ill, and nearly on my deathbed over here...” I flutter my lashes.
“Oh boy,” he says with an eye roll.
“It would be so kind of you to tell me what your name is.”
“Hmm, that would be kind, wouldn’t it?”
“Yep.”
“Too bad I’m not a nice person.”
“Bullshit. You’re making me dinner.”
He says nothing to that but sneaks a glance at me. “Maybe I just like you not knowing what it is.”
“For what purpose?”
“Because you’re adorable when you keep asking.”
I bite my bottom lip and push off the counter to go back to bed. All I can think about is him feeding me dinner. And I like it a little too much.
