Page 89 of The Ghost of You

“I managed to save it just in time. Well, the garlic bread is trashed but the pasta is fine.”

We both get out of bed. I watch him as he throws on a pair of athletic shorts. My mouth watering at the sight. I honestly don’t know what he sees in me. Where I am soft and curvy, he is defined muscle and sex. Seriously, watching him do the simplest thing is enough to make me keep my clothes on the floor.

“You sure you want to eat?” He laughs, catching me in my stare.

I blink and look at the ground for my dress. “Yep, starving. Let’s—ugh—go get—”

His arms are around me before I can finish whatever I was trying to say. His lips press against my forehead. “Maybe later you can watch me lift weights.”

I roll my eyes and work my way out of his arms. I find my dress and bend over to pick it up just as he smacks my ass.

“I couldn’t help it.” He shrugs.

The vixen deep inside of me emerges again. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”

Noah growls as he grabs my hips and smacks my other ass cheek just as his lips meet mine in a fervor of teeth and groans.

My stomach growling makes us break apart.

“We should stop.”

I smile at him. “For now.”

He grabs my hand as he pulls me to his door. “Let’s make this a quick dinner then.”

“What about my clothes?”

He strips his shorts off. “Naked dinner?”

I laugh as we both walk down the stairs.

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I haven’t seena lot of Noah the last few days due to our work schedules, but we have at least been able to text each other. And his texting is just as dirty as his mouth. Who knew this was what he was like under that uniform? And I want nothing more than to be able to strip him out of that uniform.

I think back to our night together. The man pleased me in ways I never knew I needed. Not to mention he spent the entire day finishing the kitchen that had been in disarray for who knows how long so he could cook me a proper meal.

And our naked dinner, I swear I have only read about things that hot. Let’s just say it was a good thing he finished those countertops.

And that is why I can’t wait for tonight. We both work late and I already told Seraphina I couldn’t instruct yoga classes in the morning. She found it amusing because she knew I was calling out to have sex with Noah. She told me it was about time I had sex and that it was good for balancing out my chakras. I walked away from her at that point too worried about what she was going to tell me about her chakras being balanced with Darnell.

“Yo, space cadet, you want to actually work tonight?”

I turn to see Liam staring me down. I hadn’t realized I was spacing out for so long. It’s not hard to do when you picture a naked Noah. “Ugh, sorry.”

“Who’s got you all starry-eyed and distracted?” Liam asks me as he places a drink in front of someone.

“No one.” I walk to the end of the bar and grab a drink for someone flagging me down.

Liam walks up to me as I mix a drink order. “You sure you aren’t thinking about Officer McDreamy?”

I look over at him. “Positive,” I deadpan.

He smirks at me. “Right.”

We start to pick up and Liam leaves me alone for most of the night. I already have to deal with Seraphina and her interrogation about Noah. I don’t want to deal with Liam too.

Around midnight a fight breaks out by the pool tables and the owner calls the cops after security breaks it up. Liam sips a beer as he leans into me. “Do you think Officer McDreamy will show up?”

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