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“It’s extra hard in the morning with you in my bed,” he countered.
I took a sip. “Mmm, that’s my coffee.”
“It is. There’s always a stash of beans in the freezer.”
“We didn’t talk last night,” I said, eyeing him cautiously.
“You want to drink coffee and talk?” he asked. “I liked the other multitasking option better.”
He remembered when we were snowed in.
I squirmed and his lips quirked.
While I wanted more than anything to have Silas lick my pussy, I had so many questions. I wasn’t as desperate for him as I was last night. Okay, I was, but it could wait. While sex with Silas seemed to be the one thing we had no issues with, I had to make things right. About everything else.
I pushed up, put the coffee on the bedside table next to the clock and took his hand. “I’m sorry, Silas. About everything.”
He looked at the floor as if the wood planks fascinated him. “Eve, you don’t–”
I gave his fingers a squeeze and he looked at me. The room was dimly lit, but I could see him clearly.
“I do. In your office, I freaked. Completely and totally lost it. I thought you were taking control. You saidweall the time and I’ve never been part of awebefore.”
“Me neither,” he admitted. “I’m so fucking proud of you, kitten. Your business. How you got the contract for the inn. For running it your way. For the fucking pink t-shirts.”
“I… I–”
“You never heard that, did you? That someone’s proud of you.”
I shook my head and tried not to cry.
“I want you to succeed. To have Steaming Hotties turn into a phenomenon.”
“Phenomenon?” I scoffed. “That may be a little far reaching.”
I shook my head. “I know a good business when I see one. I wanted to help you. I envision you supplying coffee to all of the James Inn sites. Hell, to all the James Hotels.”
“That’s a lot of coffee and world-class nepotism.”
He shook his head. “You’re my wife. It’s my job to give you everything your heart desires.”
I couldn’t stay still any longer. I climbed from beneath the covers and crawled over to him, wrapped my arms around him from behind.
He laughed as he tried not to slosh the coffee over the brim of his mug. Reaching forward, he set his drink next to mine, then turned so I was in his arms. In his lap.
“How did you get Hyport to sign?” I asked. “I mean, I saw the text you sent Mav, that the deal was dead.”
“Hyport heard us. In my office. All of it.”
I gasped, tried to squirm away.
“No. It’s okay. He… he made me see that I was so driven to buy his business because of my issues with my father. To prove I’m not like him.”
“You’re not,” I told him, taking his face in my hands and making him look at me as I said it. “Even though you got caught watching cam porn that featured your wife.”
He smiled. “I know. I do, now. Finally. I think Hyport is more a father to me than mine ever was. No, I know he is.”
I could only nod.
