It didn’t take long to sort that out, and Jet was soon heading out the door with his rack of treasures.

“Jewels!” he called out from over his shoulder. “Definitely a pendant in your fabulous cleavage! Want me to call my contacts?”

“I’d appreciate that.” She didn’t have anything suitable on hand. “And thank you.”

“No! Thank you, Catie. This will bring so many more eyes to my work!” He pulled the door shut behind himself.

Leaving her dressed in bike shorts and a sports bra while Danny stood next to her, his grump back on.

“Still not a morning person, huh?” she said to cover the flutters in her abdomen.

“Didn’t sleep well,” he grumbled before stalking off to the kitchen, where he pulled out a skillet, eggs, and a bunch of other things. “I have to eat, then go grab my tux. Snow stopped sometime last night and the street outside looks like it’s been plowed, but if not, I can walk there and back in an hour. You want food?”

“Sure.” Hormones out of whack or not, she wasn’t about to turn down his cooking. “Let me get changed.”

“Is that normal?” he said when she walked out in jeans and a simple black sweatshirt.

“What?”

“Designers just pawing at you?” He was chopping herbs as he spoke; that meant they’d officially cleared all fresh produce out of the fridge.

“Danny,” Catie said with exaggerated patience, “your brother is an underwear model, and you front a campaign for athletic gear. You know exactly what designers are like.”

“Yeah, but no one’s talking about my boobs.”

“I’d be worried if they were.”

After shooting her a glare, he put the egg mixture into the pan and began to stir, and she realized they were having herb-scrambled eggs. Yum, she thought as she put in the toast. Which gave her the opportunity to not look at Danny’s gorgeous body. It was just a body. One she’d seen plenty of times before.

Only today it was making things inside her go zing!

“Seriously though,” she said, determined to keep things normal, “that really bothered you? To Jet, I’m nothing but a living hanger to showcase his work.”

“I mean… maybe if he was a woman it wouldn’t have, but that was a dude and he had his hands all over you.”

Catie didn’t quite know how to take that, and though she and Danny had never been less than blunt with each other, she was feeling off-balance enough as it was; she decided to sidestep it. “On another topic, have you seen the comments and likes on my post from last night? I think we broke the internet.”

Instead of the scowl she was expecting, he shot her a wicked grin. “We’re just getting started.” He held out a fisted hand.