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I’m closest to the steps leading to his game room, and round the space to a shirtless Noah, his shorts slung low on his hips. “What are we eating? Because I see something on the menu I like.”
Anything that can hinder the line of sight in the kitchen is pushed against the wall, the only real things in this place enclosing the loft completely. Bacon, eggs, and biscuits are in his arms, bringing them to the large island.
He drops everything on the white quartz countertop and stalks toward me. “Where I could fuck you all the time, my body is about to rebel on me.”
“And here I thought I was the older one in the bunch,” I quip.
He exhales a long and deep sigh. If I’m reading him right, his body language, and the way his lips quirk into a slight smile, I’d say he’s content with me in his space. And I’m more than content in his space.
“You’re going to be my undoing, Ash. And I look forward to every fucking minute. However, after breakfast, we’re going to pick out a show to start binge watching and take a nap to get our energy back. Maybe go for a walk, or drive down to the Seattle Center and people watch. I can fuck you, but more so, I want to get to know you, all of you.”
Sweet baby Jesus, he knows what to say to make every part of me giddy with anticipation.
“Yes! To all of that, as long as you promise me one thing, Noah James.” I caress his stubble on his beautiful face with the back of my knuckles, relishing the sandpapery scrape.
“Yeah. And what is that?”
“As long as we don’t forget how good our bodies feel when you push inside of me.”
His arousal grows between us. “It’s obvious I won’t.” He leans down and kisses me, then retreats to start breakfast. And I stare at his perfect ass the entire time.
* * *
“Okay,to make it fair, let’s write down five shows you haven’t watched, and we’ll pick blindly. If the other person has seen more than a couple of episodes, we’ll pick again.”
I push my plate away from me, because I’m stuffed. Not only is he a beautiful soul, but the man and all his hotness can cook.
“Oh, I like this plan,” I reply, pulling out my phone to look at a list of shows I’ve been meaning to start. I write down five on the sticky notes Noah has given me, and he places them in a bowl, moving the papers around.
“Okay, first one is…” He unfolds it, and I can’t tell which one of us wrote it, since the notes are all the same color. “Schitts Creek.” Yes. It’s been a show I’ve planned to watch but haven’t gotten around to. “Sorry, honey, I’ve watched all of the episodes, but I’ll gladly watch it again.”
I wave him off. “The idea is finding something we can start together brand new. So, let’s draw another one.”
He pulls for another piece of paper. “Oh, this is mine. How aboutArrow? I mean, Oliver Queen is cute.” My face gives it away. “You’ve watched it?” I give him a nod of my head, and he picks again. “Oh, mine again. How aboutOutlander?” I let out a small giggle.
“Fuck, you watched that one, too?” He grabs for another piece of paper. “Okay, this is yours. And I’ve not seen any of the seasons.” I wait to find out what it’ll be, but he tosses all the pieces in the trash, leaving me to guess.
“You’re kind of mean, Noah James.”
“Yeah, well, live with it. The first one in bed is a rotten egg.”
My brows knit together as I watch him hustle to the closest set of steps leading to his bed. “How will we watch TV?”
“Oh, just wait and see. I’m about to blow your mind.”
He runs up the steps, and before I know it, he’s under the covers and pressing buttons on a remote control. A television raises from the back of his dresser drawers in front of the bed, and with another click of the remote, shades cover all the windows.
“What kind of witchcraft is this?”
I’m still standing at the side of the bed, but not for long as he yanks me in next to him. “The best kind of witchcraft, made for hiding away from the world today.”
I can’t argue with his plan. And when he turns on Amazon Prime, I’m happy to see thatJack Ryanis starting up. But, I don’t get past the first scene before I peacefully fall asleep in his arms.
15
Noah
He’s in my car,and we’re driving south toward his apartment. I wanted him to stay the night. Hell, at this point, I’d keep him forever. Four days. It’s been only four days since he appeared in my life, and yet, everything before him seems unimportant. He was made for me.
