I snorted as he grinned at me, a grin that almost matched Pucks’ current expression.
“I don’t even know what to say right now.”
“Hold on. Let me feed this monster. Also, good morning.” He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. “You look great in my shirt.”
Heat filled my cheeks. He’d given me one of his t-shirts to wear to bed last night. It was lovingly worn and soft and saidshut your five-holewith a goalie mask in the center. I wasn’t short, but because he was a giant, the shirt ended a few inches above my knees, so there was a lot of leg on display for apparentlyboth of them, if the way Gabe was eyeing me up and down was anything to go by.
“Go feed him,” I said, ruffling Pucks’ head. His ears were so freaking soft.
“I’m sorry if we woke you up. I tried to keep him out and be quiet.”
I snorted again. “You were so not quiet. But it was adorable. Where exactly was he tickling you?”
Pink tinged Gabe’s cheeks. Damn, I loved seeing this stupid, adorable man blush.
“Now, do whatever you need to do. It’s early and I’m going back to bed.”
As I made my way back to his bedroom, I swore I heard him tell Pucks to stay out of his room.
Minutes later, Gabe was back in the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
“Do you need to lock it?” I teased from my spot under the covers.
“He’s smart, but he hasn’t mastered doorknobs yet,” he said. “Actually, just in case.” He turned back and flipped the lock. I couldn’t stop my soft laugh.
He stripped off his shirt and I tried not to swallow my tongue. The man was ripped. His arms were perfectly defined, not bulky. He had like eight abs and that beautiful V that made my mouth water. Shit. He was going to make me start drooling.
Then he shucked off his sweats and stood in front of me in just a pair of boxer briefs. Paw-print boxer briefs. Apparently I’d missed that last night because the room had been dark when we’d climbed into bed, I guess.
“Paw prints?”
He glanced down. “What? Oh, yeah. I get them from this company that donates part of their proceeds to local rescues.Good cause, and they’re super soft and stylish.” He shifted from one side to the next like he was modeling them.
But my eyes were focused on his perfect bubble ass now, not on the tiny paws. I wanted to squeeze those cheeks, especially while he was inside me. I swallowed hard. Fucking hell, I wanted this man more than I’d ever wanted anyone else.
“Dani.” His voice pulled me out of the fantasy that I hoped would quickly become a reality.
“Yeah.”
“See something you like?” His voice was low and scratched over every nerve ending in my body.
“Maybe? Do they make pjs in that print?”
He barked out a laugh and I loved that it was slightly strained. I couldn’t be the only one with nerves on edge right now as he was just showing off his ass to me like it was no big deal.
It was big and it was glorious.
I snickered.
“It’s not nice to laugh at a naked man.”
I giggled. “You’re not naked.”
He quirked a brow at me, his thumbs at his waistband. “Do you want me to be?”
I nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“Are you sure about this?” He moved toward me.
