Page 84 of Puck'n Bully
“Hey, are you okay?” he asks, caressing my hair.
“Mmm,” I moan, stretching under the sheets. “I think you could’ve killed me today.”
A deep chuckle vibrates in his chest. “Nah. You’re still talking and kidding around. I think I need to tryharder.”
The threat wipes the grin off my face.
“How about we do it one more time?” Hayden suggests, his eyes gleaming. “This time, I’ll make sure I take you to heaven and back.” He winks and leans down to kiss me.
“Hayden, no!” I gasp, scooting away from him. “I’m still tired!”
He chuckles, enjoying the panic on my face. Moving closer, he kisses my cheek. “All right, fine. Have it your way for now.”
A low growl erupts from somewhere between us.
“Was that you?” Hayden asks, laughing at the embarrassed look on my face.
“It’s not my fault!” I retort at once. “You pushed me so hard, that I think I burned a thousand calories or so!”
His grin widens.
I shake my head but can’t help smiling too.
“Do you want to go shopping?” Hayden asks. “I’ll come with you.”
“I don’t have the energy to move from this bed,” I say, grabbing my phone from the bedside table. I open my favorite delivery app and glance toward Hayden. “I hope you like Chinese food.”
Hayden shrugs. “I can eat anything, really. As long as it’s edible, I’ll eat it.”
A sliver of unease wraps around my gut.
I can only imagine the kind of life Hayden had while he grew up with an abusive dad. Did he even get to eat proper meals as a kid?
A part of me wants to ask but doing so would ruin the light, cheerful mood between us. Taking a deep breath, I decide to leave it for now.
“I love Chinese food,” I say, scrolling on the screen to find my favorite restaurant in the area. “It’s delicious and always fixes my craving for something greasy and carb-loaded.”
Hayden presses a kiss on my cheek. “Order some dumplings for me.”
“Oh, dumplings are a must!” I say, grinning at him. “And let’s see—I’ll have egg fried rice, spring rolls, and orange chicken. Ooh! I love orange chicken.”
“Orange chicken, huh?” An amused grin comes over Hayden’s face.
“I love the sweet, tangy, sticky sauce,” I tell him. “Do you want me to order anything else?”
“Nah, I’ll eat everything you’ve ordered.”
I glance at him, taking in his sculpted abs. Looking back at the phone’s screen, I decide to order two portions of everything for Hayden.
“What was that look about?” Hayden asks, immediately catching on.
“I’m just ordering extra portions of everything for you,” I tell him. “You eat like a damn bear about to go into hibernation.”
Hayden grins. “I do get hungry after...certain activities.”
My cheeks heat up at those words. Pretending to order more food, I glance down at my phone, doing my best to hide my shyness from him.
“Done,” I say, finally putting the phone away. “Our food is on the way.”
