Page 63 of The One for Me
He leans down, his lips hovering above mine. “I am too.”
I run my fingers through his thick, brown hair and gaze into his green eyes. “Good.”
“Are you still hungry?”
“Not for food.”
He smirks as though he knew that was going to be the answer. “Me either.”
* * *
There’s something heavy and hot around me. I roll my head to the side, searching for the coolness, but I can’t go anywhere.
“And just where do you think you’re going?” a very deep male voice I know all too well asks.
All of that was real.
Yeah, no dream. Just one hell of an amazing night. “Hi.”
His nose presses into my hair. “Morning. I think I could get used to waking up like this.”
My arm wraps around his middle, and I moan as his hand wanders down my back. “Me too.”
“I know you wanted to get up early to go out, but I much prefer this.”
I laugh. “You make a terrible farmer.”
“That’s because I’m not a farmer.”
“Good thing you’re good at baseball.”
“I’m still not sure how you talked me into working today.”
I lift my head to look into his eyes. “What would you normally do today?”
He tucks both hands behind his head and sighs. “I would wake up much later than this, turn on ESPN as I got my coffee, and then go for a run.”
“A run? In the winter?”
“It’s Florida, sweetheart, we don’t really have winter like this.”
Okay, he has a point there. “Then what?”
“Shower, meet some of the guys for lunch, which is around the time you usually call me.”
Every year, I call him at the exact minute he was born. It’s been our thing since we were kids, and no matter what is going on in our lives, we’ve always stuck to it.
“Well, this year, I don’t have to call you.”
He smiles. “No you don’t.”
“Instead, I can kiss you at 1:08.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“I’m glad.”
I lean in closer and kiss him. “Now, I have a present for you and then we need to get out to the pasture.”
