After fighting with Nolan to get ready and go to daycare, then running a few errands and going back home to get her suit and anything else she needed for her day at Blair’s, Erin finally arrived in her neighborhood. It was still so strange to her that she had to put in a code to even enter. Blair lived a much different life than she ever had. Yet, she didn’t act like it at all. That was another thing Erin appreciated about her. She never saw Erin as less than her, even if Erin saw herself that way at times. After parking in the driveway, Erin walked around the side of the house and entered through the fence surrounding the pool, just like Blair had told her to.

As soon as she walked through the gate, she found Blair laying in the pool in a very  skimpy bikini, looking much too sexy. Shit. Erin was going to have to jump into the pool just to cool herself off. When Blair noticed her, she got off of the raft she was lying on and walked out of the pool. She’s a literal wet dream. What the hell?

Blair’s eyes ran up and down Erin’s body, but moved back to her hands after they had burned their path. “That’s a lot of bags. Are you moving in?”

Erin looked down at the bags in her hands. She had been so distracted by Blair, she almost forgot about everything she brought with her. “No. These are just a few things I picked up to try to make today special.”

Blair wiggled her eyebrows. “Special, huh?”

God, I wish. Must…. Keep… Self… Control. “Not like that.” Erin held up the bags from the grocery store. “I bought the ingredients for my macaroni and cheese. I know we just had it a few days ago, but—”

“But mine wasn’t as good as yours,” Blair said before Erin could finish.

Erin shook her head. “I thought it was just as good, but since both you and Nolan seemed to disagree, I thought the original chef should make the recipe for you.”

“Well, you know I’ll never turn down your mac and cheese.” Blair studied the bags as if she was counting them or something. “Is that all that’s in there? It still seems like too many bags for the mac and cheese ingredients.”

Erin wasn’t sure if she should share what else she got since she was now somewhat regretting it. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now felt kind of lame. “There is, but I don’t know. It’s pretty cheesy.”

“Cheesier than your mac and cheese?”

“I’d say yes. But definitely not as tasty.” Not tasty at all. Just childish. What the hell was I thinking? Oh yeah. I wasn’t.