Page 84 of Resting Beach Face
“Hey, grabbing some breakfast?” I asked.
“Picked up some goodies for Fisher,” he said. “We were in a rush this morning. Didn’t get a chance to eat anything.”
Pearl chuckled. “You two have been rushed a lot of mornings lately, Hudson Nash. I wonderwhatcould be keeping you so very busy?”
“Pearl, don’t be rude!” Ruth Marie chastised. “You’re embarrassing the man!”
Hudson was turning red, but it wasn’t until Pearl said, “I’m not criticizing. Love is love!” that I realized what she’d been teasing him about.
He and Fisher weren’t just running late. They were running late because of morning sex.
You could have been late this morning too, if you were wired that way…
An uncomfortable sense ofotherhit me, that feeling that I wasn’t made right. Cash had been in my bed, warm and affectionate, and I’d just gotten up and left.
My stomach tightened, but my memory kept going.
Right to the moment he murmured in a low, sweet voice that he wanted to spend the night with me again, if I wanted it too.
Some of my tension released. I hadn’t disappointed Cash. He wanted to spend more time with me. And, really, I had bigger fish to fry than whether I’d ever let Cash make me late with morning sex.
I had to figure out what the hell I was going to do with the B&B, Nathan’s development deal, the job offer in Chicago, and my desire to explore this thing with Cash.
“You okay?” Hudson asked.
Everyone’s eyes were on me. I cleared my throat. “Yeah, fine. I should get going. I’ve got to pick up breakfast and get it back to the B&B.”
“I’ll walk with you,” Hudson said.
“Okay.” I patted the box of strawberries. “I trust you two can divide this up without any brawls?”
Pearl tittered. “As if we’d ever do that.”
Hudson smirked at the lie, but it was good enough for me. I turned from the table, hurrying my step. “Quick, before they start arguing and we have to intervene.”
Hudson chuckled but lengthened his stride to match mine. “So, what’s going on with you today?”
“Nothing.”
“Didn’t seem like nothing. You were pretty distracted back there. Something bothering you?”
I hesitated. “Um. I, sort of…”
I mumbled the rest quickly, my words barely intelligible.
“You what? Talk slower and enunciate.”
I heaved a sigh. “I slept with Cash.”
A grin spread across his face. “Well, hot damn, this is great news.”
“Is it?” I grimaced. “I don’t do this kind of thing, Hud, and especially not when I’m supposed to be leaving town.”
His smile faded. “Ah, well, the timing is tricky.”
“The timing ishorrible.”
He studied me for a minute. “Do you think that’s why you did it?”
