Page 148 of A Lie in Church


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“Good morning, Mr. Sanchester,” Morris greeted.

I kept my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep.

“Drop it right here.”

I felt something on the bed. I opened my eyes when I heard the door close. I smelled freshly baked bread. I turned to the other side and saw breakfast on a wooden tray.

“Hungry?” Tristan asked.

“Hell yes!” I ignored the soreness between my legs and sat up.

I groaned as I walked to his closet and grabbed one shirt. He was smirking at me as I walked back to the room, almost staggering. He was resting his back on the headboard with one arm behind to support his head. The sheet stayed around his waist.

“I want to wake up to this every morning,” he said as I walked to the bed.

I took a seat in front of the tray, hungry and tired.

“I want to wake up to this every morning,” I said, pointing at the tray.

A scowl appeared on his face.

I giggled and moved closer to his face. “I want to wake up to this beautiful face every morning,” I whispered, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“You missed this spot,” he said, pointing to his lips.

I shook my head and leaned closer, kissing him softly but he wanted more. He gripped my waist and deepened the kiss.

He pulled me closer, making me straddle him. He ran his hand smoothly up my thigh to my waist. I pulled away when he began to trace my spine with his fingertips. I was too sore for another round.

“Sorry, but I need food.” I pulled away and returned to the waiting treat.

“I’m going to get ready for work.” He walked to the bathroom, completely nude, while I just stared, chewing the strawberry in my mouth. “Are you coming?” he asked, looking over his shoulder at me.

“Food first.”

He chuckled, disappearing into the bathroom.

He didn’t take long in the shower. He came out with a white towel tied around his waist.

“Won’t you eat something?” I asked with a mouthful of toasted bread.

He walked to where I was with water dripping down his hair. I fed him the toasted bread in my hand.

“That’s okay,” he told me after the second bite. “I have a meeting at eleven.” He placed a kiss on my cheek and pulled away.

I ate the bread and drank the orange juice. I had never felt this hungry.

“Hey,”Tristan whispered, trying to wake me, but I blocked his voice.

We had been sleeping in the same room since we’d started having sex.

He bit my earlobe and rubbed his stubble against my cheek.

“Chloe.” He kissed my nose.

“Okay, I’m going to get ready for work.”

I hummed in response.

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