Page 57 of Baking With A Rockstar

“Thank you for tonight, Hudson. As you can imagine, I was more than just a little anxious to tell you everything, but you’ve been nothing but wonderful.”

“I appreciate your trust, it means a lot. I love knowing more about you, even though I hate you had to go through so much in your life. I can’t help but be incredibly happy, though, that Sebastian was such a major jerk. Because look at you. You’re here now, withme. As far as I’m concerned, that’s the most important thing.”

Apparently, it takes this wonderful man to allow me to look at my past in a way I haven’t been able to before. For some reason—maybe because I was so wrapped up in the negative parts of my life—I’ve never even thought of seeing the positive of it like that.

Without a doubt, there are a lot of good things that have come from it.

As the realization rings true, I feel the inside of my chest burning in pure glee.

“Plus”—Hudson taps my nose lightly with his finger—“now I think you’re even more awesome. And let me tell you, I already thought you were pretty spectacular beforehand. Now, you’re above and beyond that, in superwoman territory.”

I touch my hot cheeks, feeling extremely embarrassed by all the praise. “Stop it. You’re making me blush.”

“Why would I do such a thing? Ilovemaking you blush. You look so damn cute with your flushed cheeks, not to mention, incredibly beautiful and sexy too.”

“Oh gosh, enough now.” I hide my face behind my hands until he peels them off slowly.

We both chuckle at my obvious discomfort. Trying to laugh it off always seems to be one of the best ways to deal with embarrassment.

The laughter quickly turns into another big yawn.

Hudson takes my hand. “Definitely time for bed. It’s been a long day.”

I don’t complain when he pulls me through the kitchen and the entrance hall toward the staircase. When we’re at the top of the stairs, I pull my hand out of his. “I’m just going to change and get my things, okay?”

He nods and winks. “You know where to find me.”

A quick glance toward his bedroom door brings back the nervous flutter in my stomach, and I swallow loudly. “I do. I’ll be quick.”

I can feel his eyes on me all the way down the hallway until I disappear behind my bedroom door.

After a quick cleanup, I take way too long to figure out what to wear. I finally give up, deciding to keep it simple with some pajama shorts and a tank top.

Stop overthinking it, Charlie. This is Hudson. You basically just poured your whole heart out to him, and he’s still there.

If that doesn’t show what a good guy he is, I don’t know what does.

Making sure I have Mirabelle’s baby monitor and my phone, I head to his room.

My heart beats like crazy when I stand in front of the big white double doors, and a moment of doubt creeps in.

Before I can think about backing out last minute, the door opens, revealing the subject of my nervousness.

Hudson takes a step forward and leans against the doorjamb. “I thought I heard something. You okay there?”

Blinking at him, I nod. “Yes.” It comes out more like a shriek, but either he doesn’t notice or he chooses to ignore it.

Pushing off the side, he takes my hand. “Good. Let’s get you in bed then. You look like you’re ready to pass out. I’m sure tonight was exhausting as hell.”

“Maybe a little.” I bite my lip as I take a step forward.

He chuckles as he pulls me inside and closes the door quietly behind us. “I wasn’t sure if you prefer a specific side of the bed, so I’m leaving it up to you to pick first. I want you to feel comfortable.”

I look at him in awe as he points toward the large king-size bed, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. Who would have thought this huge superstar would turn out to be this sweet, humble, and considerate person? He could have just about any woman he wants by his side, but he’s here. Withme. Letting me pick which side ofhisbed I want.

Without a doubt, this man is one of the best people I’ve ever met in my whole life.

Unequivocally.

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