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“Downstairs,” he said to me, breaking the kiss.
I remembered the bedding. “I’m not finished with the bedding. It’s in the laundry.”
“Don’t fucking care.” His hand slapped my cum-covered ass. “Downstairs.”
Twenty-Two
Trinity
The fact that I woke up in time to get breakfast cooked was a miracle. Although Huck and I hadn’t had sex again last night, we’d done many other things. He didn’t move when I got out of bed to go start breakfast. I caught myself smiling while thinking about all we had done, but would have to remind myself that I had to keep my feelings out of it. No attachments. I wasn’t worried that I’d fall in love with him. I still didn’t think I had that in me.
Trying to make up for not cooking the guys dinner, I made sure to make everyone’s favorite. Gage and Levi liked it when I made a large breakfast, but Huck always scowled. I was torn between doing what I normally did to make the majority happy or pleasing Huck.
He was the one who had stressed that this was just fucking. I had to remember that, and making decisions with that in mind meant I was making a big breakfast. It was what I would have done before we had sex. The only thing that I struggled with was, I liked when I pleased him and he praised me. Thegood girlthing was a weakness I had to work on. If I didn’t, this would be more difficult when it ended, but then I had to accept I would feel something for him. He was my first. Emotional attachments came with that. Right?
Gage walked in, grinning as he inhaled deeply. “Smells so fucking good,” he said as he grabbed a plate I had set on the end of the island. He surveyed the food I had laid out, then nodded his head approvingly. “You didn’t let me down.”
I was again thankful I’d woken up on my own this morning and not overslept.
“Food!” Levi called out as he entered the kitchen. “God, I love waking up here.”
At least I made them happy. I tried not to think about Huck’s reaction. I wasn’t even sure how Huck would treat me today. Would I get the hot or the cold Huck?
“Listen,” Levi said to me.
I looked at him with a serious expression.
“The Huck thing, when that stops—and it will—we want you here. Don’t go getting any ideas about leaving.”
I needed that reminder. The one about it ending. I had been telling myself the same thing, but having someone else confirm that this was a brief sexual thing with Huck kept me from getting my head somewhere it didn’t need to be.
I nodded. “Thanks.”
“I second that,” Gage said as he walked to the table with his food.
Now, if I wasn’t so nervous about Huck’s reaction to my breakfast buffet, things would be fine. I picked up a piece of bacon and ate it.
“There’s a fight on pay-per-view tonight,” Gage said from his spot at the table. “If I ask real nice, would you make one of those killer spreads of food for it?”
I finished chewing and swallowed. “Of course. That’s my job. You don’t have to ask real nice, but I appreciate it.”
The door from downstairs opened and closed. I walked over to get a cup down for Huck and pour him some coffee just so I had something to do other than look at him.
“If you bitch about the food, I will take you out back and kick your ass,” Gage said before Huck could say anything.
“It’ll be two against one,” Levi added.
I wished they’d be quiet and not make a big deal out of it. He might not even have said anything if they hadn’t pointed it out. Forcing a smile, I turned around with his cup. He was scanning the food. I waited on him to look at me. When he finally did, he wasn’t scowling, but he wasn’t smiling either. He simply gave me a nod and picked up a plate. Not the warmest reception, but I hadn’t expected him to come up to me and touch me or anything. This was sex, not affection.
Keeping the two separate would be hard. Affection was something I had craved most of my life, but was too afraid to get close enough to anyone who might give it to me. Until Hayes.
Huck put the same amount of food on his plate he always did. Three pieces of bacon, two biscuits, cheese grits, and scrambled eggs. Sometimes, he got a cinnamon roll, but today, he didn’t. When he finished filling his plate, I held out the cup of coffee for him. He took it without a word and went to the table.
This was a typical morning. Nothing different. Except my feelings were struggling.
Thank you, mind-blowing orgasms, for screwing me up.
Huck asked Gage about some transaction with a man I didn’t know. They fell into shop talk, and I put a few things on a plate, filled a cup of coffee, then made my way out to the back patio. It was warm already, but then it was late spring in Florida which was summer weather for the rest of the country. I tucked my legs under me and ate my second piece of bacon.
