Page 93 of Love By The Falls

“The bank opens soon. We should get ready if you want to get there before it closes.”

“What time does it close?”

“Eleven.”

“A.M.?”

I chuckle. “You’re lucky it’s even open on a Saturday. Those are itsextrahours.”

Caleb runs a hand through his hair, and the movement raises the hem of his shirt over his tanned stomach. I wonder if he went away again or if he maintains this tan with those fancy spray booths.

“You can use the bathroom first. You’ll probably take less time than me.”

He winks. “No promises. But since I left my skincare routine at home, you might be right.”

“You’re joking,” I say.

“Am I?”

He walks away with a grin, and I inhale slowly, analyzing why the smallest teasing can make me laugh with him.

“By the way, I fixed your front door while you slept in.”

“You did?”

“Yep. Told you I was a morning person.”

I smile and look over at the door. “Thank you,” I call over my shoulder.

I dress quickly into a pair of tights and an oversized hoodie that must have been one of Austin’s that Jane let me borrow during my pregnancy with Charlie because I pulled it out of my maternity drawer. There aren’t any stains on it, so I’m pleased I kept it.

I walk over to the bathroom, but Caleb is still in it. He has his shirt off, but his gray pants are still on. His dark hair’s wet and I wonder if he’s trying to get a rise out of me on purpose. “I’ll come back in a few minutes.”

“Nah, nah. Come in. There’s plenty of room around the sink.”

He steps aside, and I squeeze some toothpaste onto my toothbrush. While I brush my teeth, I watch him in the mirror fixing his hair. His biceps flex as he runs his fingers through the dark strands, and he tilts his face left and then right, showing off his chiseled jaw.

“Are you doing that on purpose?” I ask.

“Doing what?”

“Looking all sexy in the mirror. Are you practicing a thirst trap to film later?”

“Are you calling me sexy?”

I roll my eyes. “You know that you are.”

He puts his hands on my waist and presses himself against my backside. “I think you’re sexy, too.”

I know this can’t be true, especially in the physical state I’m in now, but his voice is so hoarse and low that it sends a shiver down my spine.

The doorbell rings and Charlie runs down the hallway. “I’ll get it.”

Unfazed by the outburst outside the door, Caleb drops his lips next to my ear and nuzzles his nose to my neck. Goosebumps scatter along my skin and I shiver.

“Caleb,” I whisper.

“Yes?”

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