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“Sav?” Cole calls downstairs.
I jump and push my phone across the table, face down. My heart jumps into my throat.
“Yes?” I croak.
I hear Cole’s footsteps as he descends the stairs. He has pulled on a pair of boxer briefs but nothing else and his muscular body is almost too much for my eyes. I blink and look away, swallowing.
“Morning,” I manage.
Cole smirks as he comes over to kiss me.
“Good morning. You seem tense.”
I keep my eyes on the kitchen island before me and shake my head.
“Not more than usual.”
He strides over to the kitchen cabinets and starts opening them. “Want coffee?”
I swing my gaze over to him and find myself staring at his ass. God, the man has such toned legs and an ass that just won’t quit. I open my mouth to respond, but can’t come up with anything appropriate.
“I’m going to take your lack of an answer as a yes.” He starts making coffee. I scrunch my face up.
I shouldn’t feel embarrassed about ogling Cole. Nor should I feel weird about using Cupid’s Arrow. And yet, somehow, I feel both.
Turning in my seat, I stare out as day begins to leak in slowly at the bottom edge of the sky. Fingers of navy infiltrate the black night and start to sluggishly leach the stars from the sky.
“Here you go. Happy Saturday.”
I jump as Cole sets down a mug on the counter with a clink. He comes around from the kitchen with a mug in hand, and strides out toward the front windows. I swallow.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, you mean.”
I’m testing him, perhaps. To see if he knows the date.
Cole looks back at me, a little surprised.
“Today’s the fourteenth?”
So he didn’t know. My stomach knots.
“Yep.”
Cole sips his coffee and nods. His expression is impassive, but I can see him tense. I don’t think I’m imagining that there is tension in the air that wasn’t there moments before. He stares stonily into the distance and drinks more coffee.
Silence reigns for several long seconds. Then he asks, as if casually, “Was that why your phone was buzzing this morning?”
Blood rushes to my face. I want to lie and tell him no, but I nod.
“Yep.”
Cole arches a brow, but he is very carefully not looking at me. “From your one-word answers, I’m guessing that it wasn’t your grandfather wishing you a happy holiday.”
I grit my teeth, but force myself to answer in a cheerful tone. “Nope.”
He rubs his messy hair with one of his big hands. Then he looks straight at me, impaling me with his dark blue eyes.
“Are you going to leave today?”
