Great, so she hadn’t imagined the dog.

And right now the thing was staring at her like he wanted to eat her face.

She moved to put the kitchen island between her and the animal as Reed unhooked the leash. “Hi...”

He smirked as he watched her back around the island, away from the dog. The thing was relentless in his attempt to get to know her, rubbing the damp fur on his back against her and rotating in circles by her feet.

“Will he bite?” she asked, not taking her eyes from the creature as he sniffed her leg.

“Not unless you bite her first,” Reed said.

“Very funny,” she mumbled, though she was grateful when the dog lost interest and went to its oversize pink food dish.

And then immediately fell into it. Out cold, completely limp, legs sprawled out behind him.

“Oh my God... Is he okay?”

“Diva—she...” Reed said.

Right. She always assumed all dogs were male.

“And yes, she’s fine, just asleep,” Reed said, going to the dish and scooping her up into his arms, cradling her to his chest as he carried her to her dog bed near the window.

A fuzzy memory of being the one Reed put to bed flashed in Erika’s mind and her cheeks flamed. He’d carried her inside...had she cuddled into him? Yep.

Just focus on the dog. “What happened?”

“She’s narcoleptic. She could be out for a minute or an hour.”

Was he kidding? “A narcoleptic dog?”

“Yep.”

Okay then...

“I brought you coffee and breakfast,” he said, opening the paper bag.

“Why?” Glancing down, she saw her nipples pointing through the fabric of her thin tank top. She folded her arms across her body. Her bra was draped over the back of the couch. She hadn’t expected visitors.

Reed picked up a coffee and closed the gap between them in two easy strides. “Because, I told you last night that I’m not the kind of guy who has sex with a woman and then doesn’t call.”

Her mouth gaped. No freaking way. It had just been a dream. “We...no...there’s no way...” She shook her head, but a flashback of him laying her down on Cassie’s couch the night before had her panicking slightly.

Nope. There was no way. She was sticking with that. “We didn’t.”

But her confidence wavered as he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer. “Final answer?” The intensity in his blue eyes made her shiver. His soft, manly smelling cologne made her mouth water slightly as her body stiffened. Shit, if they had, she just might not regret it...

Reed grinned. “You’re right, we didn’t.”

She pushed him away and reached for the coffee. “I knew that.” She took a desperate sip, the hot liquid scorching her tongue and the back of her throat as she forced it down.

“You kissed me, that’s all,” he said with a shrug, opening the bag and taking out a plastic-covered container.

She scoffed. “You’re so full of sh...” Oh crap, she had kissed him. Reality had somehow blended with her dream, but she was starting to distinguish between the two. She had kissed him. And it was a fantastic kiss... “Oh, that was nothing... And so completely out of character for me.” Damn, she’d really let her guard down the night before.