Page 76 of With Us

After the meeting tease, maybe Theo deserves some dinner torment.

I unhooked my bra and slid it off under my shirt. There was a lightweight, khaki army style jacket hanging at the far end with my sweaters and hoodies.

The bedroom door opened as I was hanging up the pretty skirt and shirt.

“Sorry,” Theo said, pulling off his shirt as he walked. “A couple things came up at the end of the meeting and then I got stuck on the phone.” Pushing down his pants, he tossed both into the hamper and gestured to the outfit in my hands. “You don’t like it?”

“No, I do. I love it. The flip flops just don’t work with it, and I forgot my flats at home. Who picked out the clothes?”

“Rosa. I gave her a general idea and she ran with it. Do you not like them?”

I rolled my eyes, stroking my hand across the gorgeous watercolor skirt. “Yes, it’s all just dreadful.”

Wrapping his arms around me from behind, he tugged me against him. “I was hoping to catch you while you were in the shower.”

“I was, too,” I admitted. I’d paid more attention to the door than I had to my shower, which was why I’d almost gotten out with some conditioner still in.

His lips skimmed my neck as he pulled away. “In the mood for anything specific for dinner?” he asked, pulling on a pair of jeans.

I tore my eyes away from him carefully tucking his hard cock away because, as much as I wanted to see more, I was starving. “Something heavy, but not too heavy. Like a refreshing heavy.”

He shook his head. “That makes no sense.”

Lifting a shoulder in a shrug, I said, “Sorry, that’s all I got.”

Theo made a thoughtful expression before pulling his shirt on. Grabbing some socks and a pair of casual gray sneakers, he walked to the bed to put them on. He looked up at me as he tied one, the veins in his hands getting my full focus. “Seafood?”

My mouth watered, both for the food and the view. “Perfect.”

Heading downstairs, we were almost to the door when I realized I forgot my bag. “Crud, I’ve got to grab something.”

“I’ll pull the car around,” Theo said, kissing me quickly.

Jogging up the steps, I picked my bag up off the end table and reached for my phone.

Only it wasn’t there.

In its place was a phone that rivaled Theo’s. When I touched the home button to turn it on, the screen saver was mine.

Swiping the screen, I saw my messages, my contacts, my… everything.

Well, everything except my phone.

“What the heck?” I said out loud.

There is only one person who can answer that, and he’s waiting outside.

I took off downstairs, not sure if I was mad, irritated, or confused. Maybe all three. Maybe none.

What I was sure of, though, was that I was a bad person.

Because I was happy. Excited and giddy, and just plainhappy.

Mostly, it was the thoughtfulness of the gesture. But the phone itself was seriously amazing.

Reaching the porch, I stopped in my tracks.

Black on black, the sleek convertible idling in the driveway was one of the prettiest cars I’d seen in my life. It wasn’t overly sleek or flashy, nor was it too boxy.

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