Page 140 of The Arrogant One
You know … I should tell you to wear the jacket.
Me
What jacket?
Sadie
The one you asked me to wear to your office. Now, wouldn’t THAT be something?
Me
If you want me to show up naked … just ask.
Sadie
Food first. Naked after.
See you soon.
“Well, those are absolutely gorgeous.” As I stood at the door, Sadie reached for the bouquet of flowers I’d picked upon my way over, which had caused me to be a few minutes late since I’d asked the store to combine three premade packages into one.
But what I liked, when I saw them, was that they were all in different shades of red.
A color I fucking loved on her.
“Not nearly as gorgeous as you.” My lips went to hers, and I breathed her in. “Good morning, baby.” I handed her the bag I was holding. “I picked up some champagne. I wasn’t sure if you had any. Mimosas sounded good to me.”
“Funny, I picked up some too. But in case we finish off my bottle, now we have a second bottle to work our way through.”
“I like how you think.” I’d gotten a hint of the aroma as soon as she opened the door, but now that I’d been in her doorway for a few seconds, I was really getting a good whiff. “What in the hell are you baking in there?”
She smiled. “Homemade cinnamon buns. I’ve been tweaking this recipe for years. We’ll see how this batch turns out. They’ll be ready in”—she looked at her watch—“five minutes.” She moved to the side of the door. “Stop standing out there and come in.”
I stepped inside, and once she closed the door, I followed her into the kitchen.
“Nice place.”
The space was bright and cheerful—just the way I would expect Sadie to live—with light colors, mostly in pinks and white.
“I’ve grown out of it, which is funny because it felt huge when I moved in.”
She reached for a vase in the top cupboard. When I saw her on her tiptoes, still unable to reach it, I came up behind her and grabbed the glass from the shelf, setting it on the counter.
“You’re the best,” she added.
My hands briefly went to her waist, my mouth to herneck. She was in a pair of leggings and a tight tank, clothes that let me feel her body, rather than a bulky top that I’d have to lift and a pair of bottoms that hid her ass. “God, I’ve missed waking up to you.”
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed it.” She stopped moving and put her hands on mine, leaning her back into my chest. “Let’s end that streak tonight.”
“Please.”
She tapped my hand. “Done.” She unwrapped the plastic from around the flowers and soaked them in water and turned toward me. “Let me give you the short tour.” She circled her hand in the air. “Kitchen, obviously.”
“Oh, I’m familiar with your kitchen.”
“That’s right.” She laughed. “Sometimes, I’m so lost in keeping the lives separate that I forget when there’s crossover, like right now.” She gave me a sideways smile. “You know, aside from my parents and sister and Bryn, you’re the only person who’s ever been here. This is quite a moment for me, Lockhart. Sharing this part of my life with someone I love.”
I couldn’t get enough of her stunning blue eyes, gazing at them while I said, “I’m so happy you’re letting me see this side of you.”
