Page 15 of Forever Your Touch

He nodded. “Yeah. I don’t function well without coffee in the morning.” He pulled the second cup to him and doctored it with cream. He couldn’t stand sugar in his coffee, but he loved cream.

“I can see that.” There was an unmistakable smirk in her voice. He didn’t even have to look up to see it. Damn perky morning people.

He yawned and sat back. There was a definite smirk on her face. She was still sexy as hell even with those blue eyes of hers laughing at him.

“You need to email me your class schedule. I sent my email address in the text last night.” The smell of bacon and eggs assaulted him, and his stomach growled.

“Are you always going to be this grumpy in the mornings?”

“Yup.” He took another sip of his coffee. “You never told me what you were majoring in.”

“Psychology.” Her gaze swept over the diner, and he found he couldn’t rip his focus away from her. Damn, but she was gorgeous.

And she had a boyfriend, he reminded himself.

Asshole of a boyfriend, but still a boyfriend.

And she was Keith’s little sister.

“Why psychology? You have a huge YouTube channel. I thought you’d be doing something that could help you with that.”

“Human behavior fascinates me. I’ve even been thinking of getting my PhD in criminal psychology and working with the FBI.”

“My brother, Kade, used to work with the BAU.”

Her eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Yeah. He and Viktor own Kincaid Security and Investigations now.”

“How many brothers do you have?”

“Five.” He watched her eyes widen and laughed. “My family is just as big as yours. If I remember, you have three sisters and Keith.”

“Any sisters?”

“Thank fuck, no, but I do have three nieces now. Delia, Arielle and Rose. Rose is only a couple of weeks old. Delia is almost eight and Arielle isn’t quite a year. We’re already stockpiling weapons.”

“I think you have a few years yet.”

Conversation stopped when Heather brought their food. He thanked her and dug into his eggs and bacon, his stomach agreeing wholeheartedly. He loved food, but then all his brothers did.

“These are good.” She sounded surprised.

He looked up to see syrup dripping down her chin. Without thinking, he reached over and swiped it with his fingers and then sucked them clean.

He ignored her sharp intake of breath and his own shock. “They make everything from scratch.”

“You going back to bed after breakfast?”

“God knows I’m gonna try. My first class today isn’t until one.”

“I thought you said it was at ten.”

“Nah, that’s my Tuesday and Thursday class. I got them mixed up.”

“Mason!”

They both looked up to see a couple guys making their way over. It was some of his frat brothers. “Hey, guys.”

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