Page 94 of Home With You

"Hungry?" Miles asks, appearing next to the bed. He's holding a plate with an apple fritter and a cup from the coffee shop.

"What's this?" I ask, sitting up.

"Breakfast. I can make eggs too but you can start with this."

"I don't need eggs." I take the plate and cup from him. "This is plenty." I sip the drink. "Pumpkin latte?"

"Yeah. You ordered it the night we met so I got you another one. Did you want something else?"

"No, I love these but they're really expensive."

"Don't worry about it. I'll be right back." He goes downstairs then returns with his own pastry and coffee. "Breakfast in bed," he says, sitting beside me.

"Thanks, but you didn't have to do all this. When did you get up? I didn't even hear you leave."

"I got up at six and went down to the gym to work out. Then I showered and got dressed and went to the coffee shop."

"You did all that while I was sleeping?"

"Yeah. You were out cold. I didn't want to wake you. You needed the sleep. I'm guessing you don't sleep much in the tent."

"Not really." I bite into the fritter. "Oh God, this is so good."

He chuckles. "Funny. You said the same thing last night when we were..." His voice trails off.

I smile. "Just so you know, the sex was better than the fritter."

He smiles back. "That's saying a lot, given how much you love those things. By the way, I've got six more downstairs."

"Why'd you get so many?"

"Because I know how much you love them." He sets his coffee on the nightstand and leans back against the headboard, stretching his legs out on the bed. "So what do you want to do today?"

"I thought I'd just go home."

"Why would you go home?"

I shrug. "Don't you have things to do?"

"I could work, but I don't want to."

"Don't you have to?"

"I'd rather do something with you." He turns to me. "How about a movie? It's supposed to rain later. Rainy days are good days for movies."

"I can't, but you could go." I set my plate down and lick the sugary glaze off my fingers.

"Want another?" he asks.

"I'll save them for later. That'll be my lunch."

"Let me take you out. I've been wanting to try this Mexican place by the mall. Now I finally have someone to go with."

"Miles, you can't keep doing things with me. You're not going to make any friends if you're always hanging out with me."

"I already made a friend. We're friends, right?"

"Yeah, but I mean friends who are more like you. People who have jobs and apartments and cars."

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