Page 83 of Come Apart
Chapter Fourteen
The curtains are wide open, and the sunlight is falling over Alyssa's face. She looks so peaceful bathed in its glow. She sleeps on her side with her arms and legs crossed.
I still can't believe my luck that I get to wake up next to her.
She stirs and blinks her eyes open. Her lips curl into a smile as she looks me over. "What time is it?"
"Seven."
She groans and rolls towards the window. "What time do you need to be at the office?"
I brush a hair from her eyes. "Ryan demanded I show up at nine a.m., so..."
"You'll show up at four thirty to teach him a lesson?"
"Beautiful and smart."
She shakes her head. "Smart and beautiful."
True.
Alyssa pushes herself upright. The sheets fall to the bed, revealing inch after inch of skin. She never did get dressed last night.
She raises an eyebrow. ""I know how we could spend the extra time."
My cock is doing a victory dance.
But I haven't been sixteen in a while. My little head doesn't run the show anymore.
"How about we go out for breakfast?"
"I'd rather have you than breakfast."
I want to give in. But we really do need to talk.
I slide out of bed. "How about coffee?"
Her eyes pass over my body. I didn't get dressed last night either.
"How about after?" She runs her tongue over her lips.
"How aboutafterafter breakfast?" I stretch my arms over my head so she can take her time gaping at me.
I have to admit, I love the way she stares at me.
"You're so cruel." She crosses her arms in faux irritation, but she's smiling ear to ear.
"I'd be happy to finally christen my desk."
She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, and I bet it has nothing to do with the person sharing the office next to yours."
"Janine?"
"Yeah, Janine. Your assistant." She shifts off the bed. "Not my ex-boyfriend you want to hear us fucking."
"It was a joke."
"It's not funny." She moves to the dresser, opens a drawer, her drawer, and arranges her outfit for the day.
