Page 100 of All I Need

He leans over and kisses me as I murmur, “We need to clean up.”

“I’ll clean up the water. You clean up the mess I made of you and we’ll meet back upstairs.”

“Okay.”

It looks like he wants to say something else but instead we take care of business.

The clicking of nails sounds behind me, breaking into my memory of last night and I turn my head to see Brutus walking into the kitchen. “Finally decided to come join Ellie and me in the kitchen, huh, Brutus?”

I still and my eyes widen.

Busted.

“Morning, Ellie girl,” he says, looking at me over his shoulder. He winks and then lifts his chin, indicating that he wants me to come over to him.

My hand glides over the counter as I walk around the island. His arm darts out and pulls me in. He bends me over backward as his mouth covers mine. I can taste the coffee he’s already had this morning and I moan, threading my fingers into his soft hair to keep him close. My other hand feels the back muscles I was admiring just moments before I was caught ogling him.

He’s all man.

I never understood what the term brawny meant until I met, and felt, Walker.

He stands upright, bringing me with him. His lips make a trail over my jaw before he buries his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.

“This might be the best morning I’ve ever had,” he murmurs, arms banded tightly around my body. I have to lift up on my tip toes to wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“I have to agree.”

We stay like this until I hear a beeping sound, indicating whatever he had in the oven was likely finished cooking.

I grab an oven mitt from next to the oven and pull out the fluffy biscuits. Glancing into the pot on the stove I see that he’s making sausage gravy.

“Just how long have you been up?”

“Not long. This stuff is easy.”

And that’s when I get the first real look at him. His apron says “Once You Put My Meat in Your Mouth You’ll Beg for More”.

“What the hell is that?” I ask, laughter in my voice.

“What?”

I point to his apron and he grins. “Oh that. Yeah, my sister thinks she’s funny.”

“It’s not a lie.” I wink and his eyes flare.

“You look amazing in my shirt, sweetheart.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah. I might burn all your clothes so you can only walk around my house in my shirts forever.”

“More of that kidnapping, huh?”

“You know it.”

“As awesome as that sounds, I think I would scar Grayson for life when he’s staying here if I walked around half-naked all the time.”

“Scar him? Nah. Make him walk around with a constant boner? Probably.”

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