Page 51 of Purr For Me
Chapter Fifteen
Voyeurism wasn’t Kade’s thing, but the sight of Lexie mesmerized him. She slept in his small guest bedroom in his guesthouse. The only other furniture besides the full-size bed was a nightstand, chest of drawers, and a plant stand by a large window. Sunlight poured through it, illuminating the beautiful woman slumbering mere yards from his own bedroom.
Her long hair was wild from her tossing and turning, and it looked like she’d been sweating, judging by the way a large lock was sticking to her forehead. The rest of it resembled a rat’s nest, and she was pale with dark smudges beneath her eyes. A light snore emanated from between her slack lips.
A smile curved his mouth before he took a sip of his coffee as he thought even all that hangover-ugly couldn’t hide the fact that Lexie was sexy as hell. Her long, bare limbs tempted him to run his hands along them, and he wanted to tug the top sheet from around her body and feast his eyes on her naked form.
His eyes moved over to the dresser where her borrowed PJs had wound up in a wad on the floor next to it. He’d heard her up once during the night, but when he’d gone to check on her, she’d been back in bed. Apparently, she’d been too hot, and had remedied the problem.
Consulting his watch, Kade decided to wake her, since it was almost ten a.m. She would freak out about losing almost a half day’s work and missing even more would only drive her crazier. So even though he’d rather stand there gawking some more, he moved away from the door and turned his back.
“Lexie,” he called. “Time to get up.”
Nothing.
“Lex, time to get up!”
Barely audible mumbling met his ears.
“C’mon. Time to rise and shine. Tom was pretty pissed when I told him you would be late today. He said you guys got an important job in.”
“Kade! Why didn’t you wake me! Oh, my God. I could kill you!”
Kade almost dropped his coffee mug when she blew by him without a stitch of clothes on. He looked at the bed and then back at the finest female ass he’d ever seen as she streaked to the bathroom.
She disappeared inside and slammed the door shut. A moment later, he heard the shower turn on and she poked her head back out the door. “Do you have more clothes? Something I can wear to the shop? My overalls are in my locker. I’ll just change there like I usually do.”
Kade stepped a little closer, not even remotely ashamed that he wanted to see more of her. It seemed like the body heat she’d shed during the night had transferred to him. “Um, yeah. I think I do.”
“Great. And do you have an extra toothbrush? Oh, and can you get me a rubber band?” She gestured at his head. “It’s not like you’d have a hair scrunchie lying around for any reason.”
Kade arched an eyebrow. “I’ll choose not to be offended by that remark, or the way you’re ordering me around. It’s just the hangover talking.”
She dragged her frizzy hair back from her face. “Hangover? I don’t get hangovers. I’m drunk as hell the night of, but the next morning, I’m raring to go as soon as my eyes pop open. Okay, enough chitchat, sexy. Rubber band. Clothes. Toothbrush?”
That she’d just called him sexy only half mollified him. “There’s a toothbrush in the medicine chest, but there’s no rush.”
She rolled her eyes. “Hello? Yes, there is. You just told me that there’s a big job at work, remember?”
He grinned and moved closer still, but she stood behind the door enough to hide everything except a bare shoulder and her arm. “Oh, that. I just told you that to get you awake. There’s no job. Tom said you should treat yourself to a paid day off since you worked all weekend on my car. Said you earned it.”
The satisfaction her surprised reaction brought him made Kade laugh. Anger flashed in her eyes and she slammed the bathroom door, making him laugh even harder.
“Just you wait, Kade! Just you wait.”
Her yelled threat amused him, as he went to fulfill her demands. He got a rubber band from a kitchen drawer and more clothes from the chest of drawers in the spare room. On his way to the bathroom to put the items on the chair inside, he changed his mind and detoured to his living room.
He set the clothes on the couch and went to the kitchen, all part of the bungalow’s open floor plan design, to get another cup of coffee. After a few minutes, the shower turned off.
“Kade? How are we coming on those clothes?”
“Great. I got them all ready for you.”
“Where?”
“Out here.”
“What? Why out there? And why are there no towels?”
