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I sigh, the coffee machine beeping to let me know it was hot enough. Pressing onto my tip toes I reach for a mug, closing the cupboard when I hear a cough from behind me and I freeze.
Turning slowly, fingers wrapped round the handle of my mug I press my eyes shut silently praying that it isn’t fucking Riggs standing there.
Opening one eye only, my heart races.
“Well, good morning Aspen,” my name rolls off Riggs’ tongue like silk and the low, gruff growling tone makes my insides quiver.
“It was a good morning until I saw you,” I quip, turning round and ignoring the way my blood is thumping in my ears, the way my heart is thrashing in my chest so erratically that I am stammering on my intake of breath.
“That isn’t very nice is it,” I can hear the playful tone in his voice.
“Truth hurts, big man.”
Placing my cup under the coffee machine, I press the button.
“I wouldloveone. Thanks,” I hear the sound of his boots crossing across the tiled floor, slow and torturous. “I am parched.”
“I didn’t offer.”
“Oh, come on, be a doll and sort me out a cup. I am sothirsty,” he chuckles to himself, and I twist my lips.
Turning to face him, my brows are pinched, but I can’t stop my hungry eyes from roaming over him even if I wanted to.
Dark brown cowboy hat hiding his beautiful, curly, chocolate brown hair. His beard trimmed and short. His light sage eyes filled with so much want and hunger as he stares down at me as if I am his favorite snack.
Dressed in a gray jacket and a black wash shirt with both top buttons undone so I can just see a glimpse of his dark brown dusting of chest hair peeping out. A black belt with a large silver buckle wrapped around the waist of his dark denim jeans and I can’t deny that he looks good. He has always looked good.
Handsome. Rugged.
Rough around the edges but so beautifully pieced together.
And hot. I can’t forget hot.
Undeniably hot.
The golden tones of his skin flecked with rosy cheeks.
“Pick your jaw up sweetheart.”
“In your dreams,” I roll my eyes, scoffing as I pull the mug of coffee out of the machine and hand it to him.
“Cream and a sugar please,” he winks, lifting his hat and placing it down on the countertop.
I puff out, exasperation clear.
Opening the fridge, I grab the creamer and pour it in then scoop one sugar into his now creamy coffee.
Placing it a little harder on the countertop than I intended he snorts a laugh, shaking his head as he walks round the other side, putting the counter between us and I have never been more grateful.
Silence cracks through the tension that fills the room as I make my own coffee. I suddenly feel very conscious about wearing so little but I didn’t think my brother’s best friend would have graced me with his presence this morning, especially after yesterday’s event.
Slowly, I turn my face to look over my shoulder to see Riggs burning his eyes into mine. Turning my head quickly I ignore the blush that is creeping onto my cheeks and turning them a pretty shade of pink.
I inhale deeply then puff out my cheeks as I turn to face my nemesis again.
My back against the countertop, my legs crossed over at my ankles as I put my weight onto the surface behind me.
“Brr,” Riggs shudders in his seat as he wraps his fingers tighter round his mug of steaming coffee. I raise one of my brows, lifting my mug to my lips. “Bit chilly in here isn’t it?” he smirks slowly as he drags his mug towards him then lifts it to his lips as his pretty eyes fall from mine to my heaving chest.
