“I have,” she denied hastily. “I looked at you lots.” She couldn’t quite get herself to raise her eyes to his because she’d see that look. She knew it was there and she knew what it meant. She’d given herself to him last night in a way there was no taking back. She’d made a commitment, and now she was terrified.

“You’re hiding from me.”

His voice was so gentle. The velvet one that smoothed over her skin and sent shivers of heat down her spine. It was pure, utter hell to be so affected by a man’s voice. His scent surrounded her, a wild, rain forest, primal scent—when she breathed in, she felt as if she took him inside of her.

“I’m working, trying to make breakfast. And before that I made us coffee.”

“You didn’t kiss me good morning either.”

Now there was humor in his voice. Gentle and amused. She couldn’t take the combination, not on one cup of coffee.

“Eli, I’m serious, you’re going to ruin our breakfast.” Again, without really raising her gaze to his, she tried to step around him.

Eli was a solid wall. There was no moving him even when she put her hand on his chest and shoved. He didn’t even rock back.

“At this precise moment, baby, I don’t give a damn about breakfast. I want you to look at me.”

“Well, I can’t.” The admission burst out of her. She couldn’t contain it. She always seemed to blurt the truth out around him no matter what she vowed to herself.

“You can’t?” he echoed, sounding more amused than ever.

“No, I just can’t. So go sit down and let me finish making our breakfast.”

Catarina sounded snippy. Eli didn’t do snippy very well, she was pretty certain of that, especially when one hand moved the pan on the stove from the burner and the other arm wrapped around her waist.

“Kitten, I’m not going the entire morning without a kiss from you. When we wake up, you’ve got two choices. Your mouth can be on mine, or it can be on my cock. It isn’t that difficult. You didn’t have your lips wrapped around my cock when I woke up, so I’m waiting for my kiss.”

That was just a little shocking. She shouldn’t be shocked because that sounded like the arrogant, bossy Eli she was becoming familiar with. Bossy, arrogant, dominating Eli was far more familiar than sweet Eli.

“Those are my two choices?”

“Yeah. And some days, I’ll expect both.”

“How lucky of me. Really, Eli, what other rules do you have? I wouldn’t want to break any.” In spite of her sudden, weird shyness, he’d made her just annoyed enough that she risked a glance upward.