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“I knocked on his door, but he didn’t answer. Maybe he went for an early morning run on the beach or something.” She shrugs.
“Maybe he’s just sleeping and didn’t hear you knock.” It seems reasonable enough to me, and thankfully, she nods.
“You’re probably right. Okay, see you at breakfast. You don’t want to miss it.”
“Thanks.”
I wait for her to disappear, and then I retrieve the tray from the hallway. Apollo is sitting up in the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, grinning at me like he’s the cat who ate the canary.
Which is a really lame phrase, but that’s totally what he looks like.
“Don’t be so smug.”
“I’m absolutely smug,” he replies and takes a mug from the tray. “You didn’t kick me out this time, and I got to wake up with you next to me.”
“Hey, this ismycoffee. Yours is outside of your room next door.”
“Fine.”
Naked as the day he was born, he gets up, checks to make sure the hallway is clear, and then leaves. A few seconds later, he walks in with another tray.
“Youhaveto stop walking around this inn naked. Someone will see. What if Luna installed cameras in the hallway?”
That makes him pause. “Did she?”
“Not yet.” I grin. “But she’s gonna, so you might want to stop. Also, I didn’t kick you out last time. I woke up, and you were gone.”
“You told me to go.”
“I absolutely did not.”
He scowls over at me. “I distinctly remember you saying,go.”
“Was I asleep? Because I do talk in my sleep.”
“No, you—” But he stops talking and then shakes his head. “Well, shit.”
“Yeah, we have to get better at the communication thing.”
He pours himself some coffee and takes a sip. “I wonder what’s for breakfast. I’m starving.”
“Me, too. Mira’s making it, so whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be delicious. I’m hoping for cinnamon rolls and bacon. There has to be bacon, right?”
“Not so fast.” He takes my mug away, and I glare at him.
“I’ve killed men for less than that.”
“Sure you have, tough girl.” He sets both mugs aside and then cradles my face in his hands. “How are you today?”
“Hungry.”
“How are you afterlast night?”
“I’m great. Good. Doing well, thanks for asking. How are you?”
“Damn happy.”
There’s that word again. Happy.
