Page 243 of His Sunshine Baby

I struggle to sit up, putting my sling in the most comfortable position possible. Shit, I really wish I could heal fast like a normal werewolf. Wait, I’m in my panties? Who the hell took my pants off? I growl, annoyed.

Why can’t I hear anything? It’s quiet in here, isn’t Estelle awake? She usually plays when she wakes up early.

I get up, and it takes me ages to put those damn jeans on. When I’m done, I’m exhausted, but still walk out of the room. Now that the door’s open, I do hear a bit of music… Disney again? I walk to the living room and, as expected, Estelle is quietly playing with some toy castle, humming to the Disney music. Looks like Nate managed to trade a movie for a playlist this morning.

“Good morning, Mommy!”

“Good morning, baby star. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes! Daddy said to let you sleep, but that we should go out later, so I am playing now!”

“Good girl.”

I give her a quick kiss and listen a bit to what she’s playing with before leaving her to head to the kitchen. I dangerously need coffee at such a time, though it’s probably later than usual. I freeze before I enter the kitchen, though.

Nathaniel is standing there, half-naked. How dare he be half-naked so early in the morning! He already had a nice body five years ago, but now, he looks like a damn model that just stepped out of a magazine. Who wears only jeans in a kitchen like some sexy movie! Gosh, I hate him. And his stupid abs. I close my eyes for a second. I need to adjust, or I’ll literally jump on him.

“Good morning, Sunshine.”

And his damn morning husky voice. I’m doomed.

“Hi,” I grumble, trying to evade him while grabbing the coffee pot.

Coffee, I need to wake up and drink that damn coffee. Don’t look, Elena. Don’t look at those abs.

“You slept well?”

“Fine… By the way, did you take my pants off?”

“Um, you asked for it. Around 2:00 a.m. You were groaning a lot and basically kicked me a couple of times, saying you wanted to… undress.”

Moon Goddess, if you’re there, please let me die. Like, right now.

I take a deep breath. He’s seen me naked hundreds of times anyway, right? No big deal that I was left in panties. Damn, what was I wearing again?

“I need to take a shower,” I suddenly declare, gulping down my coffee.

“Do you need help–”

“Nathaniel Black, you stay out of the damn bathroom, or I swear I’ll bite you.”

I hear him chuckle as I exit the kitchen, but I don’t care. He’s playing with my nerves!

Taking a shower with one arm injured is even harder than I thought. I struggle to undress, struggle to take that damn sling off and struggle to shower without soaking my bandages. What a mess. My legs still have scars too, so I guess it isn’t going to heal at all. I sigh. At least I’m alive and have all my limbs.

“Elena? Everything okay?” I hear him yell from behind the door.

“I’m fine!”

If he enters this room while I’m naked, I swear I’ll lose it. I hurry up, making sure to clean myself the best I can, and grab a towel to wrap myself in, and… Damn it. I forgot to bring in new clothes. They were delivered last night, but I left them in my room. Crap. I need to cross the hallway in that stupid towel.

It’s okay, he’s seen it all already anyway. Just act calm, Elena, you’ve been in worse situations than walking around half-naked in your ex’s apartment.

“Nice view.”

“Why are you behind this damn door, Nate?”

He chuckles, glancing over without mercy.

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