“Get over here and hug your man, sweetheart.” He said, and moments later, two arms came around his waist from behind, and then Lisa pressed her face into his back. “Morning, did you sleep okay?”
“Good morning,” she rasped, “I slept like a zombie. Your bed is really comfy.”
“Just my bed?” he asked, looking over his shoulder at her cuddling him. “Thought my incredible body would have done some of the work to give you a good night’s rest, baby.” He teased and earned a pinch on his stomach.
“Don’t be rude. I’ve only just woken up. Anyway, I have a question for you.”
“Shoot,” Splice said, plating up the food.
Lisa was still snuggled into his back when she said, “Did I just shower with another woman’s products that are exactly like the products I use at home?”
He wondered if she’d noticed.
“I never had a woman stay over.” He shared truthfully. “I took a picture of your things and brought them to the store. I wanted you to feel comfortable when you were here.”
She was silent for a second. “How long have you had all my products?”
“A few weeks.”
Splice felt Lisa hug him tighter. “You are a sweet boy. But now I’m hungry. That bacon smells good.” She detached herself and slid onto the island stool. She was only wearing one of his T-shirts he’d left out for her to use. On Splice, it was a tight fit, but on Lisa, it draped over one shoulder and nearly reached her knees. She had her legs crossed, exposing creamy skin, and once more, a shot of lust swirled around his gut.
But his woman wanted to be fed first.
It didn’t stop him from leaning over her from behind, tilting her chin back, and kissing her until she was breathless.
“Now, it’s a good morning. Eat, sweetheart. While you were sleeping, I ran down the block to the bakery and picked up some blueberry muffins you like.”
“Ooooh. They’re my one weakness,” she said seriously as she tore the muffin in half, popping a bite into her mouth. Splice smirked at her antics. She was such a cute thing.
“When am I gonna be your one weakness, huh?” he straddled the stool next to hers.
“Maybe next month.”
Fine. He now had a timetable; he could work with that.
“We’ve got the whole day. Is there anything you wanna do, or do you trust me to figure it out?” he asked once they’d eaten their fill.
Lisa was sipping coffee while he loaded the dishwasher, smiling to herself as she watched him. Not gonna lie, he loved her eyes on him, no matter what he was doing.
“If we’re spending the day together, it doesn’t matter what we’re doing, so you decide.”
“Got it.” He winked at her, then leaned over and planted a lingering kiss on her lips. “Had a great time with you last night, baby.”
Her pleased smile lit him up. “Me too.” And then. “Where are my clothes, by the way? Or is leaving me a T-shirt your way of saying I’m basement-bound?”
Splice chuckled. Now wasn’t that a great dirty idea, huh?
“I washed ‘em. They’re in the dryer now.”
“Wow,” Lisa remarked, a little smile playing on her face as he came back over and cupped her face. “You’re very domesticated, Ryan. That’s incredibly attractive, you know?”
“If I get the vacuum out, are you gonna attack me?”
She burst out laughing and patted his chest without reply. So, his shy girl was back.
He loved all the different facets of her personality.
How she came into her confidence within the bedroom but was happily shier when it didn’t involve sex and would defer to him. Splice’s woman was gonna keep him on his toes for a lifetime, and he was looking forward to every second.
