Page 76 of Loving the CEO

"When did you wake up?"

"A while ago."

Now that she mentioned it, she did look very fresh, like she'd taken a shower. She'd even put on a short white dress that was already fueling my fantasies.

Shit.

"I also made breakfast," she said.

I pulled her closer to the edge of the island. "I just want you for breakfast."

She laughed softly. "I see. So, you're a sweet talker in the mornings, too, huh? Not only at night? I figured you might have been laying it on extra thick yesterday."

I straightened up, blinking. "Tory, everything I said was 100 percent true."

She planted both hands on my shoulders. "Such a good thing that you came down wearing no clothes. I can do this all day long." Then she bent forward, putting her lips on my right shoulder and moving them slowly up my neck.

I stopped her, tugging at her hair, pulling her back. "Let's have breakfast, or else you run the risk of me just taking you back upstairs or on this counter here."

She grinned. "Hold that thought."

I stepped back, and she hopped off the counter. That’s when I noticed the two bowls.

"You didn't need to prepare breakfast," I told her.

"I just made some oatmeal. You said you never have time to make it in the mornings, right?"

“Yes!” How did she remember that?

"I can’t believe you still love it. It used to be your weekend treat in college.”

“I kept up the tradition.”

“Remember when I tried to surprise you one weekend and showed up with oatmeal? And it was terrible?”

I grinned. “Hard not to remember. Thought I’d break a tooth on the dried plum.”

“I just didn’t realize it still had the pit.”

We both started to laugh as she pushed one bowl in front of me. I grabbed two spoons, and we dug in right away.

"This is great,” I said after a few bites.

"I looked up a recipe online."

This woman was incredible. We both ate quickly, and then she glanced at the fridge.

"I need more food. More sustenance. Someone gave me a very good workout last night."

I grinned. "Hell yes."

"And I need to unpack all the stuff I brought yesterday." She darted her gaze away. "Actually, I'm not sure if I should."

I stilled. "What do you mean?"

"I've been thinking." Her body language changed, her shoulders stiffening. "I think I want to stay in Boston for a while."

I could hear angels singing.Yes, yes, yes!

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