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She rejoined me seconds later, resting her head on my shoulder and giving a happy sigh. “Night, Tyler.”
“Night, princess.”
Chapter 8
Nora
When I woke up alone in Tyler’s bedroom the next morning, I found a note on the pillow saying he’d gone for his usual morning surf and hoped to be back before I woke up. For a moment, I was sad because he wasn’t there, but another part of me was glad that I had some time to myself. After washing up, I stole a pair of his boxer briefs and tugged on one of his t-shirts. I decided to make us some breakfast. He’d been very good to me, so I wanted to show him my appreciation, and my mom had raised me to believe that home cooked meals equal love.
As I was whipping up breakfast—ham omelets, with a side of sliced fruit—I noticed a ‘kiss the chef’ apron hanging from a hook near the fridge.
The more I looked at it, the more a cute but dirty idea came to me. It might be a little cliché, but I had a feeling Tyler would appreciate being served breakfast by a woman wearing nothing but an apron. My body gave a little zing of arousal as I grinned and stripped down, feeling very naughty as Mia and Tia watched me from their perch on the kitchen table. The girls had hung out with me while I cooked, and as a reward, I gave them each small slices of ham. Hey, I wasn’t above bribing his cats to like me.
My timing was almost perfect, because I was cutting up the last of the mango as the chime to the door sounded. A few seconds later, footsteps came up the stairs, but it wasn’t Tyler’s smiling face I saw rounding the corner. Nope, it was a woman with a poof of carefully styled white hair, wearing tan capri pants and a busy floral top. She held a white box of some kind in her hands that fell to her feet with a light thud as she dropped it once she got an eyeful of me.
“I—oh, dear. Uh, well, then, you must be Nora,” she said in a choked voice. “I’m Barbra, Tyler’s mother.”
With a little scream, I ducked behind the counter. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were coming over.”
“So I see,” she said, her voice filled with suppressed laughter. “I just stopped by to drop off some treats for Tyler. I planned to try to bribe him into letting me meet you, but I see the eclairs won’t be necessary.”
The door beeped again, this time followed by a bellowed, “Honey, I’m home!”
“Up here, Ty-Ty,” Barbara said in a singsong voice.
“Mom?” came his puzzled reply followed by the sound of his feet thundering up the steps. “What are you doing here? Why are there eclairs all over the floor? Did you make breakfast? Where’s Nora?”
I held up my hand from behind the counter and waved it around. “I’m over here.”
“Why are you behind the counter?” he asked in utter bafflement, his voice getting closer as I crouched in abject mortification.
“Well, I must be going,” Barbara said, her words punctuated by giggles. “Nora, it was lovely meeting you. I expect to see you over at my house for dinner soon. And don’t be embarrassed, it’s just the human body. I used to be a nurse, so I’ve seen more bare rear ends than most proctologists.”
“Moooommm,” came Tyler’s aggrieved tone, “goodbye.”
Her laughter echoed down the stairway as she let herself out, the door below closing with a beep.
I looked up as Mia, then Tia, peered over the edge of the counter at me where I was still crouched, followed by Tyler.
His face as covered in blond scruff, and he smelled like the ocean as his eyebrows flew up in shock. “Why are you only wearing an apron?”
Unexpected tears filled my eyes. “I was trying to make a nice breakfast for you. Now your mom knows I’m some kind of kinky weirdo.”
“Baby,” Tyler crooned as he came around the counter and picked me up off the floor. “That was so sweet of you.”
He was getting a good feel of my bare bottom, so I smacked him away as I tried to wiggle out of his arms. “Your mom saw my ass!”
“Really, it’s no big deal.” He soothed me as he held me close. “And I totally appreciate you making me breakfast. More than you know. It’s been a dream of mine to come home and find a sweet, beautiful woman waiting for me. The fact that you’re a dirty girl and a sweetheart only makes it better.”
Slightly mollified by his words, I rested my head against his chest with a defeated sigh. “We’re cursed.”
“Well,” his voice rumbled against my ear as he cupped my naked rear. “There’s only one way to break a curse.”
