Prosecco and Peonies by SJ McCoy

Author:SJ McCoy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Xenion, Inc

Chapter Ten

Molly woke late the next morning. Marcos had well and truly worn her out last night, or to be fair, they’d worn each other out. She rolled over to look at him, but he wasn’t there. She sat up in bed, her heart racing and then took a deep breath to calm herself. Panic was an unreasonable reaction to the fact that the man had gotten up before she did.

She went out into the living room and smiled at the sight of him in his boxers at the stove, cooking—bacon, and it smelled wonderful.

He turned and smiled at her. “I hope you’re hungry. I was starving, so I raided the fridge.”

“I’m starving, too. What do you want me to do?”

“Pull up a seat and keep me company while I cook. I’ll get you a coffee.”

She stood there staring at him for a moment. This wasn’t the Marcos she remembered. He should be handing the spatula over, relieved that she was up and could take over.

He placed a mug of coffee on the counter in front of her and pulled out a seat at the island. “There you go. How do you like your bacon?”

“Not crispy.”

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Is this okay? Do you mind me taking over your kitchen?”

She shook her head. “I don’t mind, I’m just a little surprised. And, to be honest, if this is an act to make a good impression, I’d rather you didn’t bother. We need to be who we are to find out if we’re still good together.”

He came to her and touched her cheek. “I promise. I will be honest with you about everything—in what I say and what I do. This isn’t ass kissing. This is me enjoying myself and wanting to share it with you. During the years I was back in Sicily, I spent a lot of time at my parents’ house because I didn’t enjoy being at my house. When my mom figured out how useless I was at anything domestic, she taught me to how to cook. Actually, I should say she taught me to love cooking.”

“Wow! I would never have imagined you loving to cook.”

He shrugged and went back to check on the bacon. “It helped me build a connection with my mom again, and it made me feel close to you.”

Molly’s heart melted. “It did?”

He nodded. “I know it sounds soft, but you always loved to cook. You were so good at it, and you enjoyed it so much. When I figured out what I was doing, I found I enjoyed it too. It felt like I knew you a little bit better, understood you a little bit more.” He shrugged again.

She went to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “That makes me happy. I love that you were thinking about me even then.”

He landed a kiss in the middle of her forehead. “I never stopped thinking about you.”

After they’d eaten, they both showered and got ready to go for a hike in the hills.

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