I’d been so busywith Kaylee and dress shopping for my mom that I’d hardly thought about Jace’s confession at all since Saturday night. It was freeing to tell him how I felt, and now it was like I had the warm blanket of his love wrapped around me. That was enough for now. It was enough because in two days I was going to introduce my daughter to her father, and I needed to focus on that. Jace was still going to love me in two days, two weeks, two months; however long it took for us to figure out what that meant.
I stepped off the elevator on the top floor of Acker Real Estate and startled at seeing Jace in the kitchen, pouring a cup of coffee. “What are you doing? I’m right on time and I would have made you that!”
“Still not your job,” he muttered before turning to face me. He pursed his lips and stirred his coffee slowly. “Liv, now that you know I love you unequivocally, can I tell you something that might be hard to hear?”
My heart beat quickened, and I wondered if he was going to take back everything he’d said the other night. “Sure.”
“I’ve been making myself coffee every morning before you get here so I can have at least one good cup a day.” He took a slow sip. “Your coffee is terrible, sweetheart.”
“What?” I asked, jaw dropping. I picked up his pot of coffee and looked it over.
Looks exactly the same as when I make it!
“How can coffee be terrible? And why haven’t you said anything?”
“I didn’t want to hurt your feelings,” he said, taking another sip and sighing in a satisfied way he never did when he drank the coffee that I brought him. “I think you burn it.”
“How do you burn coffee?” I asked as I set the pot back down.
“That’s the million-dollar question I’ve been asking myself for weeks,” Jace said with a smartass grin on his face.
“Oh my God,” I yelled, as I stepped forward and smacked him playfully on the chest. “You could have told me! I’ve been serving that to the people you meet with.”
“I’ve been warning them away from it, don’t worry.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Jace Cohen! You have not.” I lifted my hand to swat him again.
He laughed heartily, grabbed my wrist, and spun me around so my back was pressed against him. “I’m telling you nothing but the truth from now on, sweetheart, and I promise that I’ve been warning people not to drink the coffee and then dumping it out when you’re not looking.”
His breath was hot on my neck, and I squirmed against him, trying to free my wrist so I could hit him again. He laughed,holding me effortlessly in place. “Careful, Liv, keep squirming and we’re going to have another incident like this weekend.”
I stilled against him, the husky tone of his voice igniting arousal I was not used to feeling first thing in the morning. I slowly turned around as he released my wrist. “Are you really going to be honest with me from now on?”
“I’ve always been honest with you. Except for the coffee and the relationship with Kayden, but that was not mine to share at the time.” He took a slow sip of his coffee.
“And the being in love with me part?”
“I never lied about that. I would have confessed if you’d asked. But it’s a fair point. I won’t hold back my feelings anymore, Liv. I don’t want to. I’m an open book.”
I narrowed my eyes in a challenge. “About everything?”
“Everything,” he said, the promise in his tone clear as he took another happy sip of his coffee.
I shrugged my jacket off. “Did you tell Kayden about what happened at the bridal shower?”
“I did.”
“All of it?” I pressed.
“Yes.”
“What was his reaction?”
“He understands that I love you and he found my desire for you to be quite arousing.”
“Oh,” I said, my cheeks flushing.
“Does that make you uncomfortable?”
