Page 27 of Hot Stuff
One, I want to lick him up one side and down the other.
And two, my stomach is rumbling.
Our midnight snack wasn’t a substitute for the dinner we both missed last night.
If we’re going to do this—work together and be together—we need to stop getting distracted. Or at least not let the distractions stop us from meeting our obligations.
“My missed meeting is okay; it was only with Nat and Blake. I can call them later.” I mentally run through what’s on my list for today and realize the only other thing is trying to convince Walker Alcott to take the job of head coach.
It seems I’m ahead even if I’m behind.
Grinning, I head in his direction. “So, I’ll reschedule my call—it was just a check-in after yesterday, and then I’ll order us some breakfast. Unless you have somewhere you need to be?”
“I do. But it can wait.” He pulls me into his arms. “I’d love to have breakfast with you. Spend a little more time just you and me without the world intruding.”
I sigh. “That’s sounds so good.” My stomach rumbles again. “As you can hear, I’m starving.”
“It’s all that energy you expended last night. You need to refuel.”
“We both do.”
“Yes.” His gaze is on mine, and I can tell he wants to say something else but before he does, he lets me go and taps me on the ass. “Go reschedule that call and order us some food, woman.”
“Hey! You can order the food while I reschedule.”
One side of his mouth kicks up in a cheeky smirk. “So I can. All right. Divide and conquer. I like it.”
“What about that do you like?” I have to know if he’s thinking the same thing I am.
“Us. Dividing and conquering together.” His grin is wide, the sparkle in his eyes bright. “A team. We’re a team.”
The fact our thoughts are in line isn’t a surprise. But the thrill I get when he calls us a team is. “I like that too.”
“Go. Reschedule that call. I’ll order breakfast, then if you don’t mind, I’ll plug my phone into your charger. It died last night.”
“It’s over there.” I indicate the desk in the far corner. “I’ll grab us both a robe after I message Nat and Blake.”
He frowns. His gaze rolling down from my face to my feet and I can’t stop the shiver that follows. “Do you have to cover up? I like this view.”
It isn’t until he says that that I remember the windows in this room. Spinning around, I breathe a sigh of relief to see the curtains are closed.
“Do you think I would have let you stand here naked this long if there was the remote possibility someone other than me could see you?”
My gaze moves back to Walker. The look on his face is pure possession. That dark expression, the proprietary glint of it in his eyes has a full body shudder working its way through me.
“The first thing I did when I reached that doorway was check the windows.”
“Oh. I didn’t even think.”
“Yeah, I got that, and I couldn’t think of anything else.”
“Me naked or the possibility of the curtains being open?”
“Both. I know most hotels have one-way glass but I wasn’t taking any chances with you.”
A warmth I’ve only ever associated with my grandfather fills me.
Walker is taking care of me.
