Page 209 of Mountain Grump
Chapter 115
Ethan
The sun is already startingto set by the time I park in front of Tilda’s house.
I wanted to be here sooner, but I had to make a few stops.
First, home, to change into clean jeans and a T-shirt and to fill my backpack with spare clothes. Second, to get ingredients for dinner.
Through the windows, I can see another animated movie playing on the TV. And since the windows are open, I can hear loud music that doesn’t match the movie playing from inside the house.
I shift my grip on the grocery bag and knock on Tilda’s door.
She screams.
I shake my head. “Let me in.”
A moment passes. Then she speaks through the door. “Move to the side so I can see you.”
“Tilda.”
She doesn’t answer.
Rolling my eyes, I shuffle to the side.
She peeks her head around the window frame, then disappears.
Two seconds later, the door unlocks and she swings it open. “Hi.”
Her expression is so bright I swear it makes my heart glow. “Hi, Starlight.”
“What does that mean?” She asks it with such a big smile that I know she’s teasing me again.
“I’ll tell you later.” My voice comes out thick. “Now let me in, Wife.”
Tilda steps back, holding the door.
It’s not late, but she’s already wearing pajamas.
Her hair is down in wavy lavender curls. Her shirt is solid black but thin. And like the last one—like all of them since she doesn’t wear a bra to bed—I can see her nipples.
I lower my eyes, trailing them over her body and stopping on her feet.
On her socks. That go halfway up her calves and look like cat feet.
Fucking perfect.
I step into the house, then pull the door shut and lock it.
Tilda watches me take my backpack off and set it on the floor. Her lids are lowered, and her movements are a little slow. And she looks cute as fuck.
Tilda pinches at the sides of her shirt. “Are you staying?”
I can hear the hopefulness in her tone, and I know I made the right call packing.
“Yes.” I left my boots untied, so I kick them off and lift the grocery bag. “Are you hungry?”
“Yes.” Tilda nods. “Are you cooking?”
