He rolled, gently shifting her to her back.
A frown marred her pretty face as she slowly fought her way to awake. Her eyes fluttered open and he grinned at the confusion he saw.
Recognition, remembrance had her sitting bolt upright, her eyes darting around the room.
“Oh thank God! It wasn’t a dream,” she said, flopping back down on the pillows. She turned to him. “I was afraid I had sex dreams about you all last night and I’d have to play it cool all day long.”
Carter laughed, a booming sound that bounced off the rafters in the ceiling.
“Speaking of dreams,” she was back to frowning again. “What was that last night?”
Carter leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. “Nothing to worry about. Just some old demons trying to get out.”
She cupped her hands to his face, her expression serious. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything is very, very good. I promise.” Carter brought her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. “Are you hungry?”
“Starving.”
They dressed and went downstairs where they found Summer’s t-shirt and bra on the stairs.
“How about you start breakfast while I hide the evidence?” she suggested.
“Teamwork,” Carter nodded.
When she returned to the kitchen, she found him prepping omelets and frying potatoes.
“We should probably talk about this,” Summer said, perching on the island and watching him move between cutting board and stove.
“What part of ‘this’ should we start with?” Carter asked, moving between her legs and kissing her.
She purred as his lips found hers and sighed with regret as she put a hand on his chest to push him back. “Expectations. It’s important to talk about expectations,” she said breathlessly.
Carter grinned. “I expect the rest of your time here to be a lot like last night.”
“That would be good,” Summer nodded. “Very good.”
She bit her lip. “What about after this week?”
He was going to lay it all out. No sense in hiding it. “I’m not willing to let you leave here without knowing when I’m going to see you again.”
She flushed and smiled down at her hands. “I’ll be back in a month with Niko for the photo shoot.”
“I need to see you before then.”
“Maybe we could meet halfway?” she suggested. “Spend the night together somewhere?”
“I like that,” he nodded.
“So ...” She trailed off.
“While I’m seeing you I won’t be seeing anyone else,” he said, squeezing her hips. “I expect the same from you.”
“Definitely a deal breaker,” she agreed. “So does this mean we’re in a relationship?” She didn’t sound as casual as she tried to look.
“Let’s call it the very early exploratory stage,” Carter said with a grin.
“And as such, we should probably keep it private. At least as private as possible,” Summer suggested.