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“Maybe, you could help me again?” I suggest.
His eyes narrow, as if he’s on to me, but he nods. “With pleasure.”
He circles the table and returns to the spot behind me. My heart races in response to the contact, and I can’t help the flutter of awareness in my belly.
“Okay, remember what I showed you,” Cooper says, his voice low and husky in my ear. As I adjust my grip on the cue, he places his hand over mine and our fingers intertwine. His touch is warm and reassuring.
“Ready?” he asks, his breath tickling my neck, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I nod, unable to speak as I focus on the white ball and the target ahead.
With a gentle push, Cooper guides me through the motion, and together, we sink the eight ball into the designated pocket. A victorious smile spreads across my face as I turn to face him.
“Nice shot.” His eyes are locked on mine, filled with warmth and admiration. The space between us seems to shrink, and my breath catches in my throat.
“Thanks,” I whisper, my gaze flicking to his lips, which are only a hairsbreadth away from mine. The air around us is electric, charged with anticipation and desire, and I’m holding on to the pool cue so tight it could snap in half.
My tongue darts out to wet my lips. His eyes fall to watch, and his hand on my waist tightens as he leans toward me. My eyelids fall shut as I prepare for his kiss, but just then, a chime sounds, shattering the moment like glass. I jerk away, my face flushed and my heart pounding.
A muscle in Cooper’s jaw works as he blows out a long breath.
“Answer,” he says aloud in an authoritative tone.
“Mr. Sharp, the caterer for your event has arrived.”
“Send them up.”
“Right away, sir.”
“I should probably head out.” I straighten my shirt and grab the wagon handle. Cooper runs a hand through his hair, which I’m going to chalk up as a good thing for my chances tomorrow.
“You’ll be back tomorrow? To pick up everything?”
“I will.”
“Good.” His voice is husky, and that one word sends another shiver down my spine. “I’m looking forward to it,” he adds, meeting my eyes.
“Me, too.”
Cooper
It’safterelevenwhenthe sound of little girl giggles has finally subsided, and yet I still can’t sleep thanks to thoughts of Eve crowding my mind like an intoxicating fragrance that lingers in the most pleasant way.
I roll over in bed, unable to shake the image of her standing inches from me as her eyelids fell closed and her breath caught in her throat with a soft hitch when I leaned down to kiss her.
Eve is a breath of fresh air in a world where most women I encounter try hard to be the type of woman they think I want. She is one thousand percent herself, and it makes her all the more attractive.
I grab my phone from the nightstand and pull up the Dreamy Nights Slumber Company confirmation my PA forwarded me. Maybe, Eve is still up. I can’t resist texting to see if the phone number on the confirmation is her direct line.
Hey, this is Coop. Is this Eve?
Her response comes back almost instantly.
It is. Everything okay?
I can’t help but smile.
Yes, except the girls didn’t want to go to sleep
Sleepovers aren’t about the sleeping. They’re about the fun
