Chapters (32)
- Author’s Note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Epilogue
- About the Author
“Sure, I do. You’re still my guest, even if we’ve switched locations.”
He came over to her, put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her. “All bets are off. If you’re still feeling groggy, you don’t have to cook or anything.”
“All bets are off? Really?”
“Well, not all bets,” he said, flashing that sexy grin that made her melt, “but the part about you feeling like you have to feed me—that’s off.”
With her hand around his neck, she drew him in for another kiss. “I don’t mind feeding you. I actually kind of like it.”
“In that case, feel free to feed me, cuz I love to eat.”
Raiding her mom’s fridge, Erin whipped up omelets with cheddar, green peppers and tomatoes. She made coffee and toast to go with them.
Slim polished off all of his and half of hers. Worrying about her dad had put a damper on her appetite.
“You’re an amazing cook. You should open a B&B. It’d be a huge hit.”
“I’d love to do something like that someday. I’ve always enjoyed taking care of people.”
“You should do it. Talk the town into turning the lighthouse into a B&B. You’d make a killing.”
“The town might not want that, but it sure would be fun.”
“Can’t hurt to ask.”
“But then where would I live?”
“My place?”
“With Big Bertha, the stubborn furnace?”
“She’s cranky, but she gets the job done.”
It was fun to imagine the sort of possibilities he suggested, but Erin didn’t want to get ahead of herself—or him. “What do you say we grab some sleep while we can?”
“I’d be all for that, as long as I get to sleep with you.”
“Not in my mother’s house. I swear she still has cameras in every room from when we were teenagers.”
“Your mom loves me. She’d want me to watch over you while you sleep.”
Rolling her eyes, Erin said, “You’re so full of it.” When she got up to tend to the dishes, he surprised her by tugging on her arm, which knocked her off-balance and straight into his arms. “Very smooth.”
“It’s the circus training.” He nuzzled her neck and made her shiver. “I’m full of it, all right, and it’s all your fault.” To make his point, he pressed his erection against her belly.
“My fault? What did I do?”
“You cooked for me and you were so brave about flying and you’re so very, very nice to look at. Oh, and you’re super sexy, too, especially when you blush like you are right now.” He kissed both of her cheeks. “I really like that.”