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“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispers in a husky voice.
“Morning,” I lean in and kiss him softly on the lips. He smiles and keeps his eyes closed. I lie waiting for him to wake up but he’s still half asleep.
“Why are you so tired, baby?” I whisper.
“Hmm,” he smiles, still half asleep and absentmindedly starts to run his fingers through my hair. He smiles and kisses my forehead once more, still with his eyes closed.
“Why are you so tired?” I ask again.
He smiles and huskily whispers. “This hot raving bitch I know keeps fighting with me about everything and I can’t sleep. I’ve hardly slept since Saturday.”
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nbsp; I smile a sad smile. “Joshua, why didn’t you just come over here?”
“Because I’m not putting up with your shit, that’s why.” He smiles, his eyes still closed.
My heart skips a beat. Am I torturing this poor guy with my dramatics? “Do you want coffee?” I ask.
He nods again with his eyes closed. “Yes please.”
Fifteen minutes later I am seated at my breakfast bar when he saunters out in the hottest black underpants known to man and takes his coffee from the bench and sits on the breakfast stool. I take a sip, unsure how to broach this subject and totally distracted by his beauty. Underpants is a definite unfair advantage. I am painfully aware how easy our conversations turn into full–blown arguments.
“Does your mother know where you are?” He puts his head down and nods. “Josh, I don’t want you fighting with her over me.”
“Well I am. So, too late.”
“Did you tell her?” he nods and I wince.
“How did she take it?” He shrugs, obviously not wanting to continue this conversation.
“Is Brock ok?”
He smiles and nods. “Yes but he is seriously pissing me off.”
“Me too,” I shrug. Silence falls and we both sip our coffee. I have never felt so unsure of what to say in my life. I’m walking on eggshells. This conversation is awkward. I feel like I’m interviewing an errant teenager. He sits down next to me but stays silent. I am not bringing up last night until he does. He bloody better bring up last night or he will be seeing that raving bitch again, sooner than he would like.
“What are you doing today?” he says, smiling.
“My office is closed for renovation. I have the rest of the week off. You?”
“I’m training interns all week.”
“Oh, what do you teach them?”
“Fun stuff you wouldn’t understand,” he smiles into his coffee cup.
I smile. “I know what you’re doing,” I whisper.
He raises his eyebrows. “Really, what am I doing?”
“You’re being evasive. Making me talk first.”
He smiles and bites his bottom lip. I am so onto him. “Got something you want to say presh?” He raises his eyebrows and smiles. I roll my eyes at him, “What?” He smiles.
“You don’t think we should talk about last night?” I sigh.
“I said everything I needed to last night. I want you. You want me. Case closed.”
