Snapshot (Lessons in Love Book 2) by Kay Cove

Author:Kay Cove [Cove, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

18

Lennox

Present Day

Las Vegas

These aren’t my taupe-colored walls. This isn’t my bed. Not my sheets or pillows. But they smell like Dex, so now they feel like home. Right now, my new home is empty.

I sit up and run my hand over the empty space next to me in the California King. I don’t hear the shower running. I don’t see his clothes in the pile we left on the floor.

Was last night a dream? I could’ve sworn I married my friend and we finally confessed that we’re both equally obsessed with the notion of us. I think we made love in a car, came home, and then proceeded to fuck all night. I’m almost positive Dex fell asleep in me. Not just next to me, but in me. Once the dam was broken, we couldn’t get enough. It feels like close will never ever be close enough.

But here I am, alone this morning, staring at Zeus moping around his tank, wondering if I got too drunk at the bar and made the whole thing up in my mind. I climb out from under the covers, shivering as the cool air conditioning shocks my naked body. As I stretch my arms overhead, I say, “I’ll find your daddy and get you fed, Zeus,” to the big, black fish slowly gliding around.

“No need,” Dex says from the doorway. “Fed him this morning right after I took a shower. You sleep like the dead, do you know that? You didn’t even flinch.”

I cross my arms over my chest and nod toward the tray in his hand. “Did you cook me breakfast?”

“Uncross your arms,” he scolds with a smirk. “Don’t hide from me. I like the view.”

“I’m not hiding. I’m chilly.”

“Then get back under the covers, Mrs. Hessler. I’m here to feed you.”

I gleefully oblige. Once I’m settled, Dex joins me on the bed, showing off his tray of goodies. This is not takeout. Everything is homemade. Fluffy scrambled eggs lie next to bacon that looks like it’s been grilled. Thick slices of French toast are topped with berries, powdered sugar, and whipped cream. My empty stomach grumbles, making all sorts of embarrassing noises, ratting me out. I’m starving.

“Since when do you cook?” I rub my hands together in excitement and scan the tray for a fork but don’t see one. My only option is the finger food on the plate. “Oh my God, what fresh hell is this? This bacon is impossibly good.” A rich sensation of sweet and salty coats my mouth, making it water.

Dex laughs. “You’re just hungry. It’s center-cut bacon slathered in honey, then grilled on a pellet smoker.”

“You made all of this yourself?”

“Yes.”

“You cook?”

“Yeah, I like to cook and eat. You can’t tell?” He pats his stomach as if he has a round gut, but his hand simply bounces off his tight abs, visible through his thin gray T-shirt.

“You’re kidding, right?” I roll my eyes.

“You seem surprised. You’ve been to many of my barbeques. You know I grill out.”

“Anyone with a Y chromosome knows how to grill out.

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