Cup of Joe by Annabeth Albert

Author:Annabeth Albert [Albert, Annabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08T7XF6M6
Publisher: kindle edition
Published: 2021-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Joe

Even with a hot guy in my bed, my alarm clock chimed early. I smacked it before Levi could fully rouse. I’d forgotten to turn it off the night before when I’d hustled Levi into bed while he was still sleepy and shaky from the scene. He’d let me hold him until he’d fallen asleep, and that had been even sweeter than the way he’d surrendered. I’d been working with instincts I’d been previously unaware of, but it had seemed to work, the way he’d reached some sort of magical, deep sub space I’d only seen a handful of times. Felt like a privilege, getting to see him that raw and open, like witnessing a shooting star, not something to be squandered.

And now he was warm and snuggly against me, and that too felt like a gift. I was too alert to drift back off, but even though certain body parts were interested in waking Levi up for some early-morning fun, I decided to let him rest. With his coffeehouse hours, he didn’t get many chances to sleep in. I tucked the covers more securely around him and crept from the bed.

I’d never fully stripped the night before, sleeping in the T-shirt I’d had on under my other shirt and my boxer briefs, but I took a fast shower and dressed in Saturday work clothes before I headed to the kitchen. Humming softly, I set about making my favorite meal. I always liked weekend breakfasts, but there was something special about having someone to cook for.

“You made me pancakes?” Levi appeared in the kitchen doorway right as I was finishing up, ruining my plans to bring him breakfast in bed. But he looked so adorable wrapped up in my fuzzy blanket as a makeshift robe that I didn’t mind.

“I did.” I patted his face, liking the scratchy jaw he’d undoubtedly shave later. “Is that okay?”

“You’re asking for permission to feed me?” Laughing, Levi headed to the table in the nook.

“Well, not everyone likes breakfast…” I hedged. Didn’t want to admit I’d been hoping he wouldn’t make a fast exit.

“I do. Any meal I don’t have to cook is a good one, but my mom and grandma always made big breakfasts on the weekends.” His face took on a wistful expression I knew all too well. “Later, I missed those meals a lot with all the weekend track meets.”

“So did my mom.” I set the food on the table between us. “Weekdays I’m all about something fast and microwaveable, but I do like cooking on weekends, even just for myself.”

“And me.” Levi gave a happy wiggle as he helped himself to some bacon and pancakes. “And it’s nice of you. Sweet. But, I believe it’s supposed to be my job to make you breakfast, or at least coffee.”

“It’s your day off,” I reminded him as I grabbed my coffee mug from the counter and a little pot of hot water I’d made for him. It was one of those pot-and-cup combos that Mom had left here, and it was nice to get a chance to use it again.

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