Page 95 of Danger Close
Chapter 42
Rays
Teri
The next morning, I stretched the kinks out of my body. My back snapped and crackled from yesterday’s vigorous activities. I smiled, remembering the perfection of every kiss and every touch.
Something had shifted in the air. I had woken up in a different world–one that was brighter and full of possibilities. Had Cobra lit me like the logs in the fireplace, igniting feelings I did not think could still exist in my sad, pathetic life?
The door opened, and the man of the hour strode in, with two to-go cups of warm beverages in his hands, and a bag dangling from his forearm.
“Hey, Princess.” The smile on his face was as bright as the sun that peaked through the closed curtains, cutting the room in half with its light. “How’d you sleep?”
I yawned, pulling myself up to a sitting position, scooting myself to the headboard. “The best I’ve slept in decades. You?”
I pulled the blanket up to hide my still naked breasts. He followed the movement, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
He smirked, “Same.”
I blushed. His low voice was so seductive, I felt like the girl he’d known before. I felt young and beguiled again.
He sat down on the bed beside me, the mattress dipping with his weight. He handed me a cup, and the familiar scent of Earl Gray, sweetened with a few spoonfuls of sugar. I held the warm cup in my two hands, feeling the chill that seeped in from the outside as the logs in the fireplace died away.
“I woke up so I could grab your clothes from the house.”
Ah, so that was the weekender bag that dangled from his arm.
“Thank you,” I whispered. “You’re very thoughtful.”
“Am I?” he said, as if he was genuinely perplexed by the compliment. “I don’t think anyone’s ever described me that way before.”
Was I seeing a part of him no one else did? That delighted me.
“You’ve always been considerate.” I placed my hand on his forearm. The blanket that covered me fell down to my waist, my bare breasts open to his gaze.
His mouth opened as his eyes shuttered with his breath. He moaned, “Get dressed before we both miss our appointments this morning.”
“Would that be so bad?” I was feeling coquettish.
He placed his hand on my wrist, then traced it up my forearm to my shoulder, resting gently at the base of my throat where my pulse beat an erratic rhythm, electrified by the contact. I could melt into this man…
“Yes, Mama,” he said with a chuckle. “You’ll hate me if I keep you from having time with Trinity.”
He was right. “There you are, being thoughtful again.”
The smile on his lips was radiant, pulling his plump lower lip taut as his perfect, white teeth beamed at me. “Get dressed. I’ll walk you out.”
“I’m perfectly capable of walking out of this house on my own.” I wasn’t in much pain anymore. Maybe his dick had healing properties?
“And?” He shrugged, coming to his feet, the mattress rocking as he stood. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you have to.”
With a wink, he said, “Chop, chop!”
I did as he said. I showered and changed, running my fingers through my hair to let it air dry.
Joe put a hand at the lower part of my back, leading me to the front door as I thanked Charlotte and Mack, again, for letting us stay in their guestroom. They looked surprised that he was here. Charlotte had a shit-eating grin the entire time. But they made no comment, which prevented things from getting too awkward.
Stepping into the cold morning air made me shiver. Hopefully, the car and then the diner, would have heating.
