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“Felipe!” I yelp as he steps on my foot. His barked response gets Ames and Isaac barking. Suddenly, the door flies open, and I’m greeted by a very worried-looking Adam. His eyes search the room as though he’s about to find an intruder here to murder me.
“What’s going on?” he asks, his eyes still scanning everything.
I prop myself up on my elbows and stare at him. “I don’t know. You tell me. One of us was sleeping five seconds ago.”
He pauses and his gaze drops and that’s when I realize my boobs and tank top have rearranged themselves in my slumber. I quickly adjust the top.
He doesn’t look away from me. Does this man have no shame? I search his eyes which are still fixated on my now perky nipples. Nope. Definitely none.
“My eyes are up here,” I mumble, motioning to my eyes as I toss back the giant duvet and climb out of bed using the step stool. The dogs, on the other hand, are unphased by the bed’s height and jump off as if the ground is a mere foot away.
“Are you hungry?” Adam asks, finally removing his fixation from my breasts to my eyes.
It takes every muscle in my body to keep my mouth from forming the suggestive words, “Are you?” What the fuck is wrong with me? One day with this alphahole and I’m having sexual fantasies. I swear we almost kissed last night until Bastian’s call. Too bad the signal went down again after that.
I walk over to the window and throw open the curtains. I can make out more of the grounds today. The snow is still falling but it’s not a complete whiteout.
“I think you might be stuck here for another day or two. Although I did manage to get our backup generators going this morning,” Adam says, his breath on my back. I nearly jump at his closeness. He must be reaching for a light switch because a second later he turns it on, and the room lights up behind me.
Turning around, I come face-to-chest with the beast of a man. He’s been working out again based on his attire and his bare chest. A towel is slung over his shoulder, and I watch beads of sweat as they run down his pectoral muscles.
“Eyes up here,” he says with a smirk. My gaze shoots up to his face. He’s smiling. Like an actual smile. Huh. It looks good on him.
I cross my arms and glare at him, which has the opposite effect because his smile only widens.
“You’re infuriating,” I mumble.
He laughs. This man actually has the audacity to laugh. “Takes one to know one, I suppose,” he says as he steps to the side and looks out the window. I look up at him again. He’s changed somehow in the past two days. Last night was…fun, after the initial awkwardness of what I thought was an almost kiss. I wasn’t sure if Adam was going to stay, but then he did. That was unexpected. We played board games until late into the evening and then went into the kitchen rifling for snacks. He ate peanut butter right out of the jar and then shared his spoon with the dogs. I announced he was disgusting. He declared me a bad canine friend. Somehow, that ended in a food fight. And I swear as we cleaned up and washed up the dishes in the sink, he had leaned down again to kiss me…or I had hoped he was going to kiss me until Felipe jumped between us and started drinking out of the faucet. Why do I want this man to kiss me so badly? I need one of my friends here to tell me I’ve lost my mind. Perhaps I’ve spent too many hours reading books in the romance section. I should switch to fantasy or thrillers.
“Do you have any fantasy books in that library of yours?” I ask, deciding now is as good a time as any to start shifting my mindset, especially when a half-naked Adam is standing next to me.
Adam turns quickly, his eyes wide. “You like fantasy books?”
I shrug. “I’m…just getting into the genre,” I half lie. Then with a tilt of my head, I feel my curiosity getting the better of me. “Do you like it?”
His grin returns, and for some reason, I want to keep doing things to keep it on his face. I want to see him happy. Happy Adam is fun and playful, unlike Curmudgeon Adam, who’s a dick.
“Love it. Hey, we could watch some sci-fi films today. I haven’t been down to the theater in forever,” he says with a hint of excitement in his voice.
“I’m sorry…what?” I ask as I motion to the window. “We can’t go to the theater. It’s probably closed.”
He laughs. “We don’t have togoanywhere. I have one here. And since we have power again, we can use it.”
I roll my eyes. “Of course, you do.” I look over at the dogs. They are sitting neatly in a row of three, clearly waiting for someone to feed them. “Fine. You feed those beasts and I’ll grab a shower.”
“Beasts?” he says in mock horror. “I see nothing but angelic sweet creatures here.”
The dogs wag their tails happily. I roll my eyes again.
“Fine, just one beast here,” I tease as I poke his chest which may as well be carved from marble because aside from his smooth skin, that muscle is as hard as a rock. I pull my finger quickly away and turn to cover the blush creeping up my neck. “See you in the kitchen,” I manage as I grab my last clean clothes from my gym bag and head into the bathroom.
I take my time showering and shaving and trying out every oil, lotion, and soap available in the bathroom because why the hell not? By the time I finish, I smell clean, and my skin feels amazing. Maybe staying here hasn’t been the worst thing ever.
I head down to the kitchen and am surprised to see Adam dressed, showered, and cooking. Just like after his workouts, he has a towel draped over his shoulder. He’s humming to himself. The dogs are chewing on something while lying around him.
“What are they eating?” I ask as I reach down to see that Felipe has a carrot lodged between his paws and is making small bites into it like it’s baby corn.
“Carrots,” Adam says. “I hope you like omelets.”
