Waiting for the Sun by Robin Hill

Author:Robin Hill [Hill, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Robin Hill
Published: 2018-01-15T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

Hyacinth House

Drew: I hear you’re playing hooky.

Darian: Taking Francesca to SoBe. Doing a show with CTB, so technically working.

Drew: Make sure you take her to Rustica. Do they even have pizza in Texas?

Darian: Ha ha. I promised to take her salsa dancing. We’ll grab dinner there.

Drew: Grab dinner? At a SoBe hotspot?

Darian: Fuck off.

Drew: Just sayin'. You’ve never taken me salsa dancing.

Frankie

Mmm, last night was just…mmm.

I stretch my naked limbs in Darian’s bed, hyperaware he’s not in it, and make sheet angels in the cool cotton. A stupid grin unfurls on my face, and I’m a little relieved he isn’t here to see it. Did he say he had to work today? I don’t remember a thing after “stay with me tonight.”

I push myself up against the headboard and clear the sleep from my eyes as Darian’s room comes into focus. The walls are painted the same creamy white as downstairs and the bed and windows are dressed in a mix of grays. It’s just as lovely as the rest of his house, but as I suspected, it’s just as bare. The only personal items I can see from this vantage point are his glasses on the nightstand and his watch on the dresser.

I shake off the covers and sit on the edge of the bed. Darian’s Ramones T-shirt is still draped over the lampshade where it landed last night.

Convenient, I think as I pull it over my head. My clothes are still outside.

I find Darian in the kitchen, hunched over a cup of coffee. His gaze briefly meets mine before it slides down my body, over his shirt, and along my bare legs. One corner of his mouth lifts, and by the time I get to him, he’s sporting a full-fledged grin. He takes my face in his hands, bends as if he’s going to kiss me, and pushes his fingers into my hair.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey,” I say back.

“Nice shirt. Good thing Gloria isn’t here.” He brushes his nose against mine. “You’d have given her a fright.”

“Maybe you should consider that the next time you want to disrobe me in the backyard.”

“Next time…I like the sound of that.”

He kisses me, and I taste the rich flavor of sweetened coffee on his tongue as it sweeps inside my mouth. His teeth pull at my bottom lip, sending heat curling down my spine. I wind my arms around his neck and melt against him. Then the kissing stops, and I hear the faint buzzing of a cell phone set to vibrate.

“What now?” His tone is gruff. He steps back, pulls his phone from his pocket, and narrows his eyes at the screen. “Sorry about that,” he says, running a hand through his hair. He tosses his phone on the island with enough force to send it skating to the other side. “Where were we?”

“I think we were about to have sex in your kitchen,” I say, sidestepping him for the refrigerator. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing.” He waves off the question with a flick of his wrist.

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