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“Huh?” Oh, right. He asked me a question. There was a point to me stopping by his bedroom door. “I’m about to book an Uber.”
“You’re not taking an Uber.”
“You don’t have to take me home. I’m sorry for waking you.”
He tilts his head. “You didn’t wake me. You didn’t even knock.”
“Right. I didn’t.” I resist the urge to palm my forehead.
“I was just on my way to check on you. Are you sore?”
I wish. “Sore?”
“From the accident. The nurse said you could take Tylenol. I have some if you need it.”
“I feel okay. Better than okay, thanks to that mattress. Is it a Tempur-Pedic?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Well, it’s really comfortable.” Keep your eyes on his face. And don’t you dare look down.
“You can stay the night anytime.”
My brow furrows at his open invitation before I fix my face. “Thanks.”
He yawns, stretching his arms above his head and perching his forearm high on the doorjamb. “Are you still hungry?”
Not for food. “Not really.”
“I can make something for you to take home with you.”
“I can’t say no to that.”
“Let me jump in the shower, and I’ll meet you downstairs,” he says.
“Okay.” I wave goodbye. Not a cute, delicate wave. But a Forest Gump wave. What in the entire fuck? Judging by Hunter’s confused-turned-humorous expression, he thinks I’m a dork.
Just walk away, girl.
I turn on my heels and head for the stairs, listening for Hunter’s bedroom door to close. It doesn’t—not that I can hear.
Is he watching me?
I reach the stairs and discreetly look over my shoulder, only to find him gone and the door cracked.
* * *
I thought I was too full to eat. But when Hunter makes breakfast burritos, what’s a girl to do? I dig into my burrito like it’s my last meal before execution. Hunter joins me at the table with his laptop, sipping a cup of coffee with one lonely piece of toast spread with avocado on his plate. He shaved this morning, which highlights the sharp angles of his jaw.
“You didn’t want any of this? It’s so good.” I’m enjoying my food way too much to be embarrassed about my ravenous appetite.
Hunter shakes his head, keeping his focus on his computer screen. “I’m going for a swim this morning.”
That explains his swimmer’s body. “I never learned how to swim.”
“It’s a valuable skill to have.”
“Are you going to teach our son?”
