Consider Me by Becka Mack

Author:Becka Mack [Mack, Becka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

It’s only seven in the morning and my Thursday is already shaping up to be as fantastic as my Wednesday night, because Carter’s body is still wound around mine.

“No,” he growls, thick and husky as I try to slip out of his hold when my alarm goes off. His hand closes over my throat, hauling me back to him, and he throws a leg over me, a quiet hum of satisfaction rumbling from his chest. “You stay with me.”

“I have to go to work, Carter.”

Long fingers skim down my belly, pushing their way between my thighs. “You feel hot. Sick day.”

I turn in his arms and kiss his sleepy face, his eyes still closed, dark lashes resting against his cheekbones. “I’m sorry. You keep sleeping. I’ll leave my spare key in the kitchen.”

“Can I eat more muffins?”

“Are you gonna eat them all?”

He sighs. It’s a resigned sigh, but pleased, like he’s happy I know him well enough to ask the question. “Yeah. We can make more this weekend when I keep you for three days.”

I think Carter’s asleep when I’m ready to leave a half hour later, so I don’t bother saying good-bye. That’s a mistake; he screams my name from the bed when I open the front door.

I lean against the bedroom door. “You rang, sir?”

His arms reach above him, and he curls his fingers into his palms. “Need a hug and a kiss.”

When his arms come around, hug as crushing as it always is, kiss hot enough to up my body temperature, I’m considering taking that sick day after all. But then he releases me, turning me around and giving me a pat on my butt.

“Have a good day, pumpkin.” He rolls himself into a perfect burrito, muttering to himself about the size of my bed and the ungodly temperature in my house.

My day only gets better when I’m called down to the office shortly after noon to find the limo driver who gave me a ride home from the engagement party last weekend waiting with a brown bag that smells delicious. Inside is a take-out container filled with bacon carbonara from an expensive Italian restaurant, and a slice of chocolate cheesecake topped with an Oreo.

When I get home from work, it smells different. That sounds weird, I know, but it does. Maybe it’s Carter having been here, or maybe it’s me being crazy. Either way, I smile to myself as I take off my coat and head to the kitchen.

I halt in the doorway, gaping at the bright display on my counter. Pink, orange, and yellow tulips fill a glass vase. The note sitting next to them has my stomach somersaulting.

Pretty and bright, just like you.

Can’t wait to wake up with you this weekend.

Like you lots,

Carter

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