She took a sip of coffee. It was black with sugar. She wondered how he’d figured out how she took it and decided not to ask. He was very observant and crazy smart. She started on the scrambled eggs while they were warm and almost moaned when they melted on her tongue. She didn’t know the last time she’d been treated to breakfast in bed. Probably not since she’d been a kid.

His green eyes met hers as he blew on his coffee to cool it down. “I spent the night on the couch.”

She almost choked on a piece of toast. “You what?”

“After I left here, I got to thinking about you know who and the thought of him breaking in here and finding you alone and unarmed…”

He sounded genuinely worried and a shudder ran through her bones.

“I have security.”

He gave her a look.

“Which you somehow bypassed.”

He grimaced. The light from the hallway revealed a hint of red in his hair and a slight bump on the bridge of his nose. “I may have borrowed a key and garage door opener after I showered last night—which was wrong of me, but…” He shrugged, looking unrepentant and took another sip of coffee. “Anyway, I texted with Alex Parker when I came back here. Your security system didn’t let you down, but I did circumvent it.”

She put her fork down. Wrapped her hands around the stoneware mug which was one of her favorites. “You were concerned enough to sleep on my couch.”

His hand tightened around his own mug but he didn’t answer. His actions told her everything. He had a perfectly nice apartment to sleep in and he hadn’t tried to talk his way into her bed. The idea he was genuinely worried raised her own fears. She nibbled on the toast. Wiped the crumbs from her lips.

“You know I have a spare room, right?”

It was an unspoken signal that she forgave him for letting himself in, for kissing her and then leaving.

His smile was self-deprecating. “Yeah, well, I didn’t want to totally overstep the boundaries. By the time I turned around last night, I figured you were probably fast asleep. I did send you a text to alert you to what was going on but when you didn’t answer I made an executive decision to use the couch.”

His expression turned serious. “Plus, I didn’t want to scare you or for you to lose sleep worrying about an imminent attack or that I’m some asshole trying to get into your pjs.”

“Seriously?” She blew at the steam on her coffee. “You already turned me down.”