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“Smells amazing.”
I grinned. “I forgot to ask if you were okay with meat.”
“Carnivore to the core.” She slipped inside and closed the door gently and I got a full view of her from the back.
Fuck.
She had on short white denim shorts and the daisy tattoo I’d caught a glimpse of last night was in full view on the back of her thigh. Her shirt was short, showing off a solid two inches of her lightly tanned skin. Something glittered at the small of her back, but then fell down under her shorts as she turned.
The blender pulsed on high and I quickly fumbled for the button to turn it back down.
Luna grinned and came in with a carafe of some sort of juice. “Whatcha making?” She set it down on my kitchen island.
“Uh.” I quickly looked down at my sauce and stopped the blender. It was definitely done. “Eggs Benedict.”
“I’ve never had it.” She shoved her hands in her pockets and I got another flash of that glittery something. A chain around her middle?
Fuck. She was going to kill me.
“Where are your glasses?”
I cleared my throat. “Next to the microwave—left.”
She peered down at what I was making with a raised brow, then went to the microwave and opened a cupboard. She had to go up on her toes and the only reason I kept my damn hands to myself was because I had to get this just right or it would taste like crap.
But Jesus, her ass. I just wanted to crowd all up against her and touch her skin.
She
turned around with two heavy mason jars. “I took you for the cheap glasses from Target kind of guy.”
“First of all, Target is definitely not cheap.”
She giggled. “That’s true.”
“And secondly, that’s because of Ivy. She got me addicted to smoothies and those suckers screw right onto my blender.”
“Oh. Guess I’ll have to try one of those too. Can I help?”
“I’m good. You could grab us some plates though. Other side of the microwave.”
“Got it.” She looked over her shoulder. “Is that just so you can check out my ass again?”
“Definitely.”
She grinned. “I’m enjoying the half naked chef myself. Though aren’t you afraid of bacon splatter?”
“Air fryer.”
“Miracle invention.”
“That’s a fact.” I walked to her and reached around her to put the English muffins in the toaster. My arm coasted along her waist. The shirt she was wearing was as silky as her skin.
She stared up at me, nibbling on her lower lip.
“You’re stunning.”
Her smile spread. “A shower works wonders for the both of us.” She ticked her nail down my belly, making me tighten the abs I actively worked on thanks to a rowing machine at the gym.
