I Want It That Way by Ann Aguirre

Author:Ann Aguirre [Aguirre, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Around eleven the next morning, Ty stirred beside me. I had been awake for fifteen minutes, but it was such a luxury to cuddle with him that I didn’t move. His hand stirred on my back in lazy sweeps, long before he opened his eyes. The smile started there, when his gaze met mine. It wasn’t awkward or strange, and I could tell he was happy to see me, not just in the euphemistic sense.

He stretched lazily. “I feel fantastic.”

“Me, too. Should we get up?”

“Probably.”

I rolled out of bed and used the bathroom first, then he took a turn, and afterward, we shared a splashy, playful shower. He dried me off with slow, teasing sweeps of the towel, and if I wasn’t so damn hungry, I would’ve hauled him back to bed. While I dug through my backpack, looking for my cosmetic case, he kissed my shoulder.

“Lose something?”

“I found it.”

“Cucumber lotion?” He didn’t even look at the label.

Curious, I opened the bottle and warmed some in my palms. “It’s cucumber and green tea. But how did you know?”

“I notice everything about you,” he said simply. “You don’t wear perfume often, but when you do, it smells like cucumbers and melon. You don’t wear much makeup. You prefer boots to any other footwear. Converse are a close second. Should I go on?”

My heart rate trebled, and to hide the shocked pleasure of my reaction, I challenged him with a raised brow. “What’s my favorite color? Food? Song? Movie?”

“Those aren’t things I can learn from observation. You have to tell me.”

His smile was so gentle; I’d never had anyone look at me that way. He smoothed his palms against mine, taking the lotion onto his skin, then he applied it smoothly, rubbing up and down my arms. Turning, I offered my back and he covered every inch, instead of my usual after-shower slapdash efforts.

As I did my legs, I managed to flirt. “Are you asking?”

“Yeah. But before you drop that knowledge, do you want to make food or go out?”

“Hmm. It’s supposed to be our weekend off, but I can’t decide which is lazier.”

“Would it impact your decision to know I didn’t do any shopping this week?”

I laughed. “Yeah, and my skills don’t extend too far past hot dog casserole.”

“Hey, that was amazing. Just ask Sam.”

Still thinking, I padded to the bedroom and put on clean underwear, yoga pants, T-shirt. “I didn’t bring much with me but—”

“You want to order pizza?”

“I’d rather have breakfast,” I confessed. “Let’s see what’s in the kitchen.”

I found enough eggs to fry some and make French toast. “I can work with what’s here.”

“Are you sure?” he asked. “I can do it.”

“You’ll get a turn tomorrow. I’m warning you, I have high expectations.”

Ty sat on a kitchen stool and watched me crack the eggs, whisk in the milk and vanilla, like it was totally astounding. “You said you can’t cook.”

First I tested my pan, making sure it was hot enough. Then I dipped the bread in the mixture and set it in the skillet.

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