Page 43 of SEAL's Sunshine
“I didn’t mean all on this trip. We can order from my house too, and when I’m back. And I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.”
“You have?”
“Don’t freak out. It’s nothing bad. Well, I don’t think it is. Not sure how you’ll feel about it.”
“Dammit, woman. Spit it out already. For fuck's sake. Now I know how you were feeling.”
“It sucks doesn’t it,” she said with a smile. She hadn’t meant to torture him, but it was a little payback for earlier. “I think I’m going to move here if I can find a job.” Silence. His face was unreadable. Maybe he didn’t want her around all the time. It’s not like she said she was going to move in with him. Just to the same state.
“Or not. I thought it would be nice to see you more often. Chrissy offered to let me stay with her while I look for a job and apartment.”
“It’s wonderful. But why stay with Chrissy or look for an apartment? Don’t you want to move in with me?”
“I didn’t want to push myself on you. We haven’t been around each other all that much, and I didn’t want you to feel obligated. I’m not sure you’re even happy about the idea of me moving here.”
“Of course I’m happy, thrilled. Ecstatic, even.” Then he scooped her off the couch and swung her around. Halo started jumping up and down and barking. He proved his point and made her dizzy. If he didn’t stop soon he was going to be wearing the wine and popcorn she’d eaten. Thankfully, the buzzer rang, and she was saved.
Cam put her down then stopped by the front door and took a gun from the table drawer. After looking through the peephole, he tucked it into the back of his waistband and grabbed his wallet. Seeing the gun surprised her and reminded her of what he’d said about being vigilant. She needed to calm down before she gave herself a heart attack. A nice headline that would be, ‘Senator’s daughter scares herself to death, news at eleven.’ Yeah her father would be thrilled, and her mother would drag her back to life just so she could give her hell.
After he closed and locked the door, he slipped the gun back into the drawer and carried the bag over to the coffee table. “Did you want to eat in here and watch another movie?”
“Yes, it’ll be like a picnic.”
“How do you like to eat yours? Chopsticks, fork, on a plate, or from the container.”
“I’d love to eat it from the container with chopsticks. I’ve always wanted to do that after seeing them do it in movies.”
“Chopsticks it is then,” he said with a smile. “Anything for my Sunshine.” They pushed the table farther from the couch and sat on the floor. Cam unpacked the food and then got some napkins and another bottle of wine from the kitchen.”
“Do you always keep this much wine around?
“No, not so much. I don’t drink that much when I’m home. But it’s usually beer if I do. But I knew you liked wine and I bought a few bottles yesterday.”
“I can tell. We can drink beer if you want. It goes good with this food.”
“Nah, we started with wine and I am enjoying it.”
The food smelled delicious and they’d ordered way more than they could eat. Until she remembered how little Cam had eaten at lunch and changed her mind about how much would be left. As much as she wanted to dig in, she thought they should finish their conversation.
Cam grabbed a pot sticker and was about to pop it into his mouth when he looked at her. “Something wrong?”
“No, it looks great, but I wondered if we should finish our conversation first.”
“Oh. We can but how about we eat and talk because I’m starving.” The look on his face reminded her of a little boy, and she couldn’t refuse him. She was hungry too which surprised her since she’d stuffed herself at lunch.
“Okay. I don’t want to keep food from a growing boy.” Grabbing a set of chopsticks, she opened the container of General Tso’s chicken. It was perfect, crispy with just the right amount of heat and sweetness. “This is so good.”
“Yeah? I haven’t tried it yet.” Before she realized what he was doing, he’d reached into the box with his chopsticks and grabbed a piece. Then he popped it into his mouth. “Mmmm, you’re right, it’s fucking wonderful.”
“Hey, that’s my food. Hands off.”
“Sorry.” He tried to look contrite, but he didn’t come close to pulling it off.
“No, you’re not. But I’m watching you. Try it again and I’ll bite your fingers.”
“You’d deny a starving SEAL a bit of food.”
“Yes, because there’s a ton of other food on this table, Mr. Badass.”
