Page 101 of Burning Love
Talia shrugged and got the syrup out of the fridge, they made their plates, and she sat to eat.
“I’m sorry I didn’t offer you coffee. What do you want?”
“I’ll get it.” He’d only set his plate down. “Start eating.”
When he sat at the table a minute later with his coffee, he noticed the perplexed look on her face.
“Taste the syrup. Does it taste funny to you?”
He’d just poured some on his pancake and touched it with his finger, then put some on his tongue.
“No. It’s fine.”
She took another bite of her pancakes and smacked her lips and stuck her tongue out.
“Try the pancakes then. Maybe it’s the boxed mixture.”
He took a bite and they were fine to him. He laughed. “Nothing wrong that I can taste.”
“What is wrong with me?”
“Maybe you’ve got a bug,” he said. “People get sick all the time when they fly. It’s like a breeding ground for germs in a closed space.”
“True.” She moved back and grabbed a banana off the counter. “I have to eat these so they don’t go to waste. My mother wasn’t thinking when she bought some stuff last week that she’d be gone for a month.”
She bit into the banana and that didn’t seem to bother her as she ate the whole thing.
“Is this the longest you’ll be in the house alone?”
“Yes. Normally she’s only gone for a week. Once she went on vacation for two weeks with some friends.”
“Are you going to be okay here alone? Do you want to stay with me some of the time or me here?”
She smiled. “Yes, please. But not for any other reason than we can have more sex.”
Was it only sex to her?
In the beginning it’d only been that way for him too, but he thought that all changed for them.
“We’ll figure it out. Did you have plans today?”
“If you brought your motorcycle over we could have gone for a ride.”
“You wanted me to come straight from work,” he pointed out. “But I can go get it and bring it back.”
She shrugged. “It’s fine. I’m just as happy to stay in and have a movie marathon. I’ve got to get some food at some point but can do that when you go to work tomorrow.”
“I’m all for snuggling in for the day.”
He wasn’t sure the last time he had a day where he didn’t do much at all.
“Do you like to play pool?”
He grinned. He remembered the game room on the second floor loft area from when he was opening windows.
“I do. I like darts too.”
“Sweet. Then we can have some friendly competitions today. My brothers never let me play with them.”
