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“You want a plate or just napkins and the box?” Jeff raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.
“Seriously? How old are you?”
“What? You’re kid free tonight. You don’t have to be all proper. I thought you might want to skip having to do the dishes.”
“Nope, kid or not, I want the plate.”
“Weak,” he teased.
She reached into the cupboard and pulled out two plates. She felt her shirt raise with the movement and she cringed. Setting the plates on the counter, she pulled her shirt back down and adjusted the waistband of her yoga pants. She worked out regularly, but her job was fairly sedentary, and she was well aware she was holding onto a few more pounds than necessary. When she turned around, Jeff’s eyes snapped up. He rubbed the back of his neck.
Had he been staring at her ass?
His eyes dipped to her chest and lingered a moment before he picked up the pizza box. He hooked his fingers around the necks of the beers and scooped them both up one handed. “You want to eat in the living room?”
“Sure.”
Jeff sat on the couch. He licked his lips as he looked at her. “You don’t usually dress like that when I’m over?”
“What are you talking about? I practically live in yoga pants.”
“Yeah, but usually yoga pants and shirts that would fit me. Not shirts that look like that?” He flicked a finger at her fitted tank top.
“What’s wrong with my shirt?”
He groaned. “Not a goddamn thing. That’s the problem.”
“What?” She frowned as she looked at him. What was he on about?
“Shit. Sorry. Maybe this was a bad idea.”
“What do you mean?” She shifted her body, so she was facing him and pulled her leg up on the couch. “You’re being weird. Why’s this a bad idea?”
His gaze lingered on her chest again, then back up to her face. “Fuck.” He ran his hand through his hair and sighed. “Cards on the table here.” He stared at her and raised one eyebrow. She nodded for him to continue. “I’m just super conscious of the fact that Max isn’t here, and you look like that.” He eyed her body again.
She bristled. “I look like what?”
“Key, you know you look fucking hot. That’s why you don’t normally dress like that around me and we both know it.”
“No, we don’t both know anything.”
He cocked his head to the side, giving her a look that said she was full of shit.
“Seriously?” She shifted uncomfortably. “Jeff, look at you and then look at me. The reason I don’t dress like this around you is because I’m very aware that my body doesn’t look anything like it did when you knew me before.”
“So what? My body doesn’t look the same as it did then either.”
“Oh my god,” she scoffed. “That is so not the same thing. You’re ripped now and have put on twenty pounds of muscle, while I’ve put on twenty pounds of whatever this is.” She waved her hand at her stomach. This was embarrassing. She prided herself on being this confident woman. Bold enough to free the nip and go braless every now and then. But that was different. That was around people who hadn’t seen her naked before she’d had a kid. That wasn’t around Jeff.
“Saskia,” his voice lowered, deep, commanding, demanding she look at him.
Chewing her bottom lip, she raised her head.
“You’re gorgeous. And if you’re packing twenty extra pounds, believe me, every one of them is in exactly the right place.” He dragged his hand over his mouth. “This is a bad idea because when Max is around I can keep my dick under control because I feel like a fucking perv when it twitches with a kid around.”
She bit back a laugh at the disgusted look on his face. It was cute that he was worried about something like that.
His gaze raked across her body slowly. Even though he wasn’t touching her, she felt it on her skin like a caress.
