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Daisy
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
My eyes feel like someone glued them shut, but I smell coffee, so the cure is within reach.
Slowly, I peel my eyes open and see Noah sitting on the side of my bed, a coffee mug in one hand, a small vase of wildflowers in his other. “Why are you in my room?”
As I blink him into focus and push myself up to sitting, my e-reader slides off the bed and onto the carpeted floor with a soft thunk.
I must have fallen asleep reading.
I couldn’t put down the romance about a woman who falls for the president of a motorcycle club who’s also the father of her ex-boyfriend. The characterization, the emotion, the SEX. My cheeks heat just thinking about it.
And Noah’s sitting right here, smiling like he’d be happy to ease all my aches. My sweet husband.
I scrunch my eyes shut to push the thought out of my head. I can’t be thinking about Noah that way. Also, I think I love romance books. At least I love that romance book. And I’m not sure how I feel about the fact that I’ve been wrong about the genre for my entire life.
“Why are you in my room?” I ask again when I open my eyes.
“You’ve asked me that twice.” Noah shoves the mug into my free hand, then bends over, picks up my e-reader and puts iton my nightstand. Good man to protect the reading device. “I’m taking you on our first date.”
I sip my coffee and try to get my brain to work. “Our first date?” I glance at my watch. “At seven in the morning?”
He grins. “Breakfast is your favorite meal, right? Plus, I don’t have a lot of time to convince people in town I’m serious about you.”
Breakfast is my favorite meal, and the coffee is kicking in. I’ve got a jam-packed day and need to be up, anyway.
Still, I’m not sure I can handle Noah being even more amazing than he usually is. Fake dating seemed like such a great idea yesterday, but I hadn’t fully considered what it would be like to have all Noah’s fond attention focused on me.
It is way too early in the morning for any of this.
His invitation is purely practical, as is my desire to go with him. It has nothing to do with the way his smile warms me more than the coffee or how his tousled hair looks soft enough to run my fingers through.
I take another sip of coffee. So I’m attracted to Noah. I can push it down and ignore it just like I always have. “Oka-aay. Give me ten minutes to get dressed.”
He leans forward and presses a soft kiss on my forehead. “See you soon,” he says in a low, husky voice that forces me to squeeze my legs together.
And then he gets up, giving me a glimpse of how amazing his ass looks in those dress pants before he leaves, closing the door behind him like he has no idea how my world just tilted on its axis.
“Just friends,” I say aloud. “I’m only feeling this way because that ridiculous romance book put wild, sexy ideas in my head.”
I take five minutes to dress, and brush my hair and teeth. I spend the next five minutes reading, because I fell asleep last night at a really intense moment in the story.
I could have spent five minutes putting on make-up, but I only do that at the start of a new relationship and Noah knows what I look like. I don’t need to look beautiful for him because this isn’t real.
I must lose track of time, because it seems like only seconds pass before Noah knocks on my door. “You ready to go, sweetheart?”
I slam my e-reader shut. “I’m coming.”
Noah’s waiting outside my bedroom door and Goldy is standing in the hallway staring at us, her frown severe. “Are you two dating?”
“No, we’re—”
“Dating.” Noah wraps an arm around my shoulders and kisses my cheek. “It’s new to Daisy. She needs time to adjust, don’t you, snookums?”
“I can’t believe this.” Goldy grimaces, looking thoroughly disgusted.
“What?” Honey steps out of her room in plaid pajama bottoms and a tank top. “What’s happening—” Her gaze lands on us and she narrows her eyes. “How long?”
