Reluctantly Perfect: An Enemies to Lovers Romantic Comedy (Perfectly Imperfect Love Series Book 5) by S.E. Rose

Author:S.E. Rose [Rose, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Clark

I roll over to a cold and empty bed. Fuck. I look at my phone. No texts and it’s only six in the morning. Did she leave? I had sort of kicked Grif and Evan out for the night, so when the smell of pancakes hits me, I grin.

I pull on sweatpants, brush my teeth, and walk out to the kitchen.

“Where the fuck did you find stuff to make pancakes?” I ask her as I grip the top of the doorframe and lean in toward the kitchen.

Megan jumps and places a hand on her chest. “Shit, you scared me! You surprisingly had flour and eggs,” she yelps as she turns and looks at me, motioning to my body with the spatula. “Oh, come on. That’s totally unfair.”

“I’m sorry. What’s unfair?” I ask as I release the doorframe and saunter toward her. I wrap my arms around her with her back to my front. I place my head on top of hers and look down at the cartoon-character-shaped pancake. I grin again.

“You can’t look that hot in the morning,” she mumbles.

“First, are you making cartoon-shaped pancakes? And second, pot, meet kettle,” I state as I kiss her neck.

She squirms in my arms. “I’m not sexy in the morning. Hell, I don’t think I’d ever use the word sexy to describe me…ever,” she mutters.

I turn her around and take the pan off the burner. I lean down and she looks up at me. “You don’t think that you’re sexy?”

She shakes her head and shrugs. She’s wearing one of my fraternity t-shirts which is several sizes too big on her. Her hair is piled up on the top of her head with two pencils stuck through it. And she’s wearing glasses.

“You look like a naughty librarian,” I murmur as I lean down and kiss her. “When did you get glasses?”

She laughs. “Tenth grade. I just normally wear contacts. I took them off when I woke up to pee last night. I keep this backup pair of glasses in my purse.” She points to the little bag that I had slung over my shoulder alongside her last night.

“Well, they are sexy as fuck.”

She blushes and smiles. “Glad you approve. Now, back to the pancakes. We need food before we head to work.”

She turns around and I slap her ass. “Make me some pancakes, breakfast wench!” I say in a fake British accent.

She looks over her shoulder. “Bitches get stitches.”

I laugh and lean down to kiss her cheek. “Fuck, Megladon, I missed you so goddamn much.”

She flips the pancake and places it on my plate. “Your pancake, sir,” she says in an equally bad fake British accent as she curtsies with my plate in her hand.

I take the plate and start to pour maple syrup on the pancake. She reaches for a plate that already has a pancake on it and then grabs the syrup from me. She’s pouring it on her pancake when the idea hits me.

“I have a better idea for breakfast,” I announce as I grab the bottle from her.

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