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“Hey sweetheart.”
A masculine chuckle greeted his response. “Well hello yourself, sweetheart.”
Rolling his eyes, Adam went back to rolling out the dough he’d been working on. He’d told Angel he’d bring a dessert for dinner at her place tomorrow and he’d decided to make a pie using the recipe Justin had given him. Made from scratch, filled with peaches, and hopefully both delicious and impressive.
“Rick.”
“I take it you’re expecting a call from Angel? Don’t worry, I won’t take up too much of your time.”
“What can I do for you?”
“I’m hoping you can put me up for a couple of days. I want to come up to your area in a couple of weeks and do some apartment hunting, I was thinking Thursday evening through Sunday morning if I can find a place to stay.”
“Of course, not a problem.” Adam was usually the first call on everyone’s list when they needed a place to stay, for whatever reason. He’d put up most of his friends at one time or another. Hell, he liked doing it. Sometimes the house got a little lonely. He’d particularly liked having Angel overnight and in his bed, something he hoped to repeat again soon. Possibly as soon as the upcoming weekend. “Any weekend you’d like.”
“Thanks.” Rick paused. “So, ah... things are going well with Angel?”
“Yeah.” Adam grinned. They’d talked on the phone for the past two nights, and even more surprisingly, it hadn’t just been her talking. She’d insisted on an equal exchange of information, which was something that wasn’t easy for him. He much preferred face to face conversation, but she was good at asking the right questions to get him going. “She stayed the night on Sunday. Surprised you hadn’t heard already.”
Especially since Adam had finally given in to Justin’s probing questions and told him earlier today.
“Well... Nothing like hearing it from the source, anyway,” Rick admitted. Adam laughed, for once not bothered that their friends were talking about him. “I don’t want to interfere with any plans with her.”
“No worries, she’ll understand. We can always go play at Stronghold if we need to blow off some steam.” His phone beeped at him and he glanced at the screen. “And that’s my cue to go. Angel’s calling. Let me know what weekend you want to come up and I’ll have a guest room ready for you.”
“Thanks man, tell your girl I say hi.”
Hanging up on Rick, Adam switched over to Angel, feeling a little spurt of pleasure she’d called him even though she hadn’t said she was going to. While he might be dominant, both in the bedroom and a fair amount in life, he could still appreciate being the one to receive a phone call instead of being the one to make it. It was nice to know she wanted to talk to him as much as he wanted to talk to her.
“Hey sweetheart, guess what I’m doing?”
“What?”
“Making pie.”
Angel’s delighted laugh burbled over the phone waves.
Angel
The doorbell rang and Angel dashed down the stairs. She’d purposefully prepared dinner to minimize the amount of things she would have to do now. Most of it was already done. The roast had been taken out of the oven ten minutes ago—as long as Sam had done the one task assigned to him and if he hadn’t she would kick his butt—and was resting while the twice-cooked cauliflower baked. And when they were ready for dinner, she would need to take five minutes to do the asparagus.
When she opened the door she wasn’t surprised at all to find him looking incredibly good in a long navy coat. She could already see from the collar that he was wearing one of his usual white button-down shirts. The man needed more color in his life.
“Hi, come on in.”
A tremor of pleasure and surprise went through her when he stepped in the door, handed her the pie, and leaned down to kiss her, soundly, before he even took off his coat.
“And hello there to you, too,” he said when he was done, blue eyes twinkling merrily. Sometimes, when he looked at her like this, she wondered how she’d ever thought him to be Mr. Grouchy. But that was part of him too.
“Hey man! Welcome back.” Sam came sauntering into the room, looking quite pleased to see Adam, which surprised Angel a little bit. Out of her three roommates, Sam usually took the longest to warm up to new people. He wasn’t unfriendly, just shy. Mark was the most outgoing and Q had a confidence that Sam couldn’t match.
“Hey. Good to see you again,” Adam said, grinning as their hands met. Which surprised Angel even more. She eyed both of them suspiciously.
Seeing the look, Adam’s smile deepened as he slung his arm over her shoulder. “Sam gave me a new appreciation for country music last week.”
Sam laughed and went to sit down in his favorite armchair, Angel gestured for Adam to sit on the couch as she put the pie he’d brought in the kitchen. The timer on the cauliflower had started beeping too. Time to put the finishing touches on dinner.
“Dinner will be ready in a few,” she called back over her shoulder.
