Rockstar Romance by Earle Michael-Scott

Author:Earle, Michael-Scott [Earle, Michael-Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Michael-Scott Earle
Published: 2016-07-10T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

The clock on the oven of the kitchen said nine forty-six. But it appeared I was the only one out and about. I didn't know what the protocol was for this type of situation. Were we supposed to go home? Had everyone already left? I considered how late everyone went to bed last night and decided they were probably all still sleeping. Also, when Jack and I ever crashed at his place, we normally had breakfast together the next morning. Since this was his parents’ house, and Jack strived to be the perfect host, I figured he probably had some sort of breakfast foods in the fridge.

I wasn't wrong. There were a couple dozen eggs, tomatoes, bagels, cream cheese, smoked salmon, bread for toast, oranges, and various types of juice. I stood there for a few moments, pondering what I was hungry for, what Katherine would want, and the likelihood that anyone else would wake up before noon. I felt Katherine's arms circle my waist as her body pushed tightly against mine. I hadn't heard her walk up behind me, but the air blower on the industrial-size fridge was pretty loud. Her body felt good, and I sighed in contentment as I felt her face nuzzle into my back between my shoulder blades.

"How did you sleep?" I nearly jumped high enough to Spiderman to the ceiling. It wasn't Katherine who had her arms around me and body pushed against my back. It was Aimee. Her arms loosened as I spun around to face her, but she didn't let go.

"You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing?" I asked as I tried to pry her arms from me without getting hysterical. A quick glance showed me that there was no one else in the kitchen but us.

"I woke up a bit ago and got hungry. Sorry to scare you! Looks like you already took a shower. Are you going to make breakfast? Want me to help you?" She was acting like she hadn't done anything wrong. I pried her arms from behind me, but she was still standing dangerously close to me, invading my personal space. Her icy, blue eyes stared intently into mine, and her hair had that beautiful, messy, slept in look. I could almost taste her warm breath escaping from her plush red lips. I felt thankful I had just had my fill of sex or… hell, I don't know what would have happened.

Maybe, it was because of the sex and the sudden, adrenaline rush, but the morning fog of exhaustion had cleared up, and my brain worked like a lightning bolt to puzzle a way out of this situation.

"No, I'm cool to handle breakfast. I cook for myself all the time. Why don't you sit down over here?" I put my hands on her arm and started to lead her to the barstool at the long counter in the kitchen. "And I'll make you something. We've got eggs, toast, and bagel stuff. What

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