Page 61 of Call Me Sir

“I’m glad it’s you here and not a robber, or Tony.”

“Me too.”

There’s a shift in the atmosphere and I want to hang on to it, but he changes the subject.

He cracks open a Body Armor and hands it to me.

“I ordered one of each flavor.”

Damn, he’s so sweet.

I take the pink bottle with shaky hands

“This one is a strawberry banana.”

“Thank you,” I mumble before finally getting the drink to my lips.

It’s so cold but refreshing. I can’t stop myself from trying to down it as quickly and possible.

Sal’s eyes widen as he watches me.

“Don’t choke.”

I ignore him and keep chugging. My stomach gurgles in hunger and maybe gratitude that I’m finally feeding it.

“Cole.”

After a few more seconds, his hands gently start to pry the bottle from me but I keep chugging away.

“You’re gonna throw it up at this rate.”

He’s not wrong.

I give in and let him take it from me, sitting back trying to catch my breath.

“Jesus,” he mutters, putting the cap back on.

After he sets the drink on the nightstand, he leaves the room and comes back with a damp towel. Gently, he presses it to my face and down my neck.

“Do you feel any better?”

“A little.”

“Good.”

The exchange is simple but warms me. Then he leaves.

When he comes back, he settles in his spot next to me and I watch him snap open a pop and tear open a candy bar.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look so casual.

I mean, he’s still wearing his fancy office outfit, but he’s eating and drinking treats I didn’t expect.

“Do you want to change into something more comfortable?”

The question sounds innocent and initially that’s what it is. However the thought of him stripping and joining me in bed is highly appealing.

He shakes his head.

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