Page 401 of The Doctors Will See You Now

“Mmm,” Nick moaned softly into my ear and tightened his arms around me. “This is a nice way to wake up.” The sleepy sound of his voice urged a smile onto my lips.

“I’m certainly not opposed,” I whispered, and a raspy chuckle left his lips.

“Well, that’s good news. If you were, I fear I’d be having an entirely different conversation and it’d be with a nice police officer down at the precinct.” He pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder as I smiled at his slightly dark humor and sank deeper into his embrace. “What time is it?”

“After nine.”

“Damn,” he said softly. “I can’t remember the last time I slept in like this.”

I guessed I wasn’t the only who usually rose before the sun.

“Me either.”

His hands skirted across my skin, until they apparently found what they were searching for and stopped at my breasts, wrapping around the pliant flesh and squeezing gently. “I’d like to make a rule.”

I giggled, at his words and at the fact that he was literally giving me a morning wake-up call via boob grabbing. “A rule?” I questioned. “And what would that rule entail?”

“Anytime you sleep over, you’re not allowed to wear clothes to bed,” he whispered hotly into my ear, and he punctuated that statement by pressing himself against the bare skin of my ass. He was hard. Thick. Fucking perfect.

“And does that same rule apply to you?”

“Only if you want it to. I don’t make the rules for me. You do,” he answered.

“Oh, believe me, I definitely want it to.”

“Fan-fucking-tastic,” Nick agreed with a smile in his voice, and I giggled again. “All right, I guess it’s time for me to get my lazy ass out of bed and make us some coffee, huh?”

“That would be pretty awesome. In fact, consider it the next rule.”

He chuckled softly as he sat up on the edge of the bed and got to his feet.

Instantly, I missed the warmth of his presence against my skin.

“And what exactly will you be doing while I’m making coffee?” he asked, and I stretched out onto my back with a giant smile covering my lips.

“Probably lie here and continue to be lazy.”

“Well, at least you’re honest, huh?” He winked and stretched his arms above his head. All the while, I gawked at his muscular, and deliciously naked, body without shame.

He should always be naked. All the fucking time.

Before he could pull a pair of boxer briefs out of his closet, I demanded, “Stop what you’re doing. I have another rule.

“Another one? Three rules within as many minutes is kind of pushing it.

“It’s not really a third rule,” I argued smartly. “It’s more of an addendum to the naked rule. A rule 1A, if you will.”

Nick’s gaze met mine, and he quirked a brow.

“You’re not allowed to wear clothes when we’re at your place alone.”

“All day long? No clothes?”

I nodded. “Uh-huh.”

“Does this rule 1A apply to all such rules and to both of our places of residence?”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I will be naked as well, here and at my own apartment. Hell, I might uphold the rule even when you’re not around. Bras are a form of Satan anyway.”