The Cost of Happiness: A Contemporary Romance by Braden Magdalen

Author:Braden, Magdalen [Braden, Magdalen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Harmony Road Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Dan woke early, pleased to find her snuggled up next to him. So self-sufficient at work but in sleep, Meghan proved to be almost clingy. He liked it.

But once awake, he had to get up. He slipped out from under her arm, pushing a pillow where his body had been. She hugged the pillow close.

A quick shower and shave, jeans and a T-shirt, and coffee. In that order.

While the coffee was percolating, Dan tidied away the detritus from last night’s dinner, grinning as he remembered how things had gone. Okay, he admitted it. He was seriously pleased with himself.

“I should be getting home,” Meghan said as she came into the living room. She started to gather up the office clothes she’d worn the day before. Damn but his shirt looked good on her.

She reached under the sofa for her second shoe, giving him a delightful view of her ass.

“What’s your rush. I actually do know how to cook breakfast.”

“You must have plans, errands, things I’m keeping you from doing?”

“It’s not even nine. Why don’t you have a shower and change into clean clothes. Did you bring any jeans to Massachusetts?” He pointed at her carry-on suitcase.

“Oh. Right. I’d forgotten.” She looked flustered, as though she couldn’t figure out how to deal with the clothes in her arms and the suitcase waiting patiently in the hallway.

Dan took pity on her. He retrieved the case and wheeled it to his bedroom, laying it on the bed so she could get at things more easily.

The sound of the shower reassured Dan that she was still there, so he started to get ingredients out of the fridge. Apart from toast and coffee, he had exactly one dish he could make with confidence. He glanced at the clock. He had to assume Meghan was as efficient in the shower as she was in the office, so he’d better get going.

The frittata went under the broiler just as she came out of the bedroom. She was rubbing a towel on her hair. She folded the towel and laid it carefully over the back of the sofa. She ran her fingers through her hair, which dribbled damply over her shoulders.

She wasn’t trying to look sexy and enticing, but something about her arms pulled her T-shirt tight against her breasts, outlining her nipples faithfully. Dan’s mouth felt dry for a second before he had to swallow. He was literally salivating over this woman.

“What is that? And is it done? I’m starving.”

“What—? Oh, the frittata. Yes, it’s done.” He yanked open the oven door. Thank God she’d said something or they’d have been picking burnt cheese off the eggs.

He brought the plates over to the table.

She stared at her plate as though she’d never seen food before. “Wow. You made this? I mean, of course you did. I’m just impressed.”

“Don’t. It’s the only thing I can make. Shana enjoyed cooking more than—” He stopped suddenly and plopped down onto his chair.

Meghan took a sip of her orange juice. “Shana?”

Dan could feel his cheeks heating up.

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