Caleb:Pizza? You wantPIZZA?!
Me:Pleeeeeeease? *batslashes*
Caleb:Sigh. Fine. We can havepizza.
Me:YES! Double cheese and pepperoni and greenpeppers.
Caleb:Ham and pineapple or nodeal.
Me:You’re going to make mebarf.
Caleb:Then nodeal.
Me:Caleb…
Caleb:FINE. Just thisonce.
Me:You’re thebest.
Caleb:BUT, I’m going to knock on the door and pretend I’m the pizza man. You have to answer in your sexiest pair of pajamas.Deal?
Me:Deal.
* * *
Aknock soundsat the door and Igrin.
Game on,Caleb.
“Who is it?” I say in the huskiest voice I canmanage.
Caleb chokes out a laugh. “Pizza boy,ma’am!”
I wait five seconds before swinging open the apartmentdoor.
“My, a special delivery just forme?”
His mouth drops open. “That’syour sexiest pair ofpajamas?”
“Yep.”
“Well played, Zoe.” He shakes his head, amused. “Wellplayed.”
I do a curtsy and grab the pizza he’s holding. “Thankyou.”
He did the say the sexiest pair of pajamas, not the pairIlook sexiest in. Wearing jammies with a topless Captain America on them is technically me wearing my sexiestset.
“I’m going to need to watch my words with you,huh?”
“It wouldn’t hurt.” I stand on my tiptoes and place a quick peck on his lips before grabbing his shirt and pulling himinside.
There’s a flash of surprise on his face, which is understandable since this is one of the first times I’ve initiated a kiss between us, but he quickly brushes it off and closes the door behind him, trailing behind me as I make my way to the kitchencounter.
I drop the pizza and open a cabinet, pulling down two plates before grabbing two bottles of water from the fridge. I set everything down in the front of where Caleb’sseated.
“Digin.”
We each grab two pieces and stuff our mouths full of gooey cheese andpepperoni.