Trick (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 7) by Lane Hart

Author:Lane Hart [Hart, Lane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Editor's Choice Publishing
Published: 2017-01-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Mina

After shaking Patrick awake to come downstairs and get breakfast with me before his dad thinks of busting into the bedroom looking for me, we sit across from each other at the dining table silently eating toast and trying to wake up.

“You an early riser too?” Patrick asks me as I use a knife to slather the warm, toasted bread with peanut butter while he drenches his with grape jelly.

“Yeah, guess so,” I answer. Mornings are always better than nights. Too busy getting ready for work, I’ve always been safe from my stepfather first thing in the mornings. “Would you like some toast with your jelly?” I tease Patrick.

“Hey, unlike some people, I live on a tight budget where things like jelly are usually rationed. Since you guys are rolling in the dough, I’m gonna indulge,” he says with a sleepy smile.

“Wow, out of all the luxuries to choose from, you’re gonna go with grape jelly?” I ask, and he shrugs. “Guess that’s better than ketchup on eggs.”

Patrick pauses with the grape mountain halfway to his open mouth. “Who the fuck eats ketchup on their eggs?” he asks with a look of disgust on his handsome, scruffy face.

“Derek,” I answer, and Patrick looks away. “Strange, I know. We don’t ever have breakfast together because he grosses me out.”

“Yeah, ketchup on eggs could never compliment that peanut butter toast,” Patrick states, nodding toward my half-eaten slice of bread. “Peanut butter and jelly, though, well, there’s never been a better pairing, has there?” he finishes with a grin and a wink.

“No, I guess not,” I agree, knowing he’s not actually talking about breakfast pairings. But what he said is true. From the very first time Patrick and I were together outside the club, we’ve been a perfect fit. Easy and effortless when it comes to intimacy. No one has ever made me feel as safe and comfortable with sex or has turned me on the way the man across the table can with just a few words. “Never had anything quite as…satisfying or messy as peanut butter and jelly,” I tell him.

“See, that’s the problem when you only have peanut butter,” he leans forward and says. “Without the jelly, the toast is too dry and bland.”

“And that’s no fun,” I add.

Patrick squirms in his seat, and I wonder if it has anything to do with the morning wood he woke up with causing him problems. I would love to take care of that for him again with my mouth.

“I’ve never gotten so hungry while I was eating,” he tells me.

“Maybe that’s because you’re eating the wrong thing,” I bait him, causing his amber eyes to darken and a single eyebrow to arch.

“Keep talking like that, and I’ll have your ass up on this table with my tongue buried in your –”

“You’re up early.” Mike, unfortunately, storms into the kitchen with the morning newspaper in his hand, interrupting Patrick’s sexy threat.

“Yeah, dress fitting and getting Patrick a tux,” I answer, even though I’m not sure which one of us he was talking to.

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