I laughed and handed it to her. “All yours.” I stood up and perched on the edge of her bed. “You’re so fuckin’ cute when you sleep it should be illegal.”
She froze with the bagel in her mouth. “You…watched me sleep?” she asked, delicately.
I nodded. “I mean, only long enough to wake you up with coffee and food. It’s not like I sat in here staring at you as you snored all morning.”
She tugged the blanket a little higher, self-consciously. “I donotsnore.”
“Do too.”
She sipped the coffee and glared at me. “I do not.” A hesitation. “Do I?”
I held out as long as I could, and then snorted in laughter. “No, Eva, you don’t snore. Not even a cute little ladylike snore.”
“While I’m grateful to be woken up with food and coffee, I’m a little creeped out that you’re in my room.” Eva took a bite, chewed, swallowed, and gestured at me with it. “Actually, a lot creeped out.”
“I’m sorry, I just got impatient.”
“Impatient?” she said, blowing across the top of the coffee.
“Well, yeah. I’ve been here since ten, and it’s almost twelve thirty. I waited until noon, and then got fed up with waiting. Your door wasn’t locked, and I made sure you were decent before I came in. Then I went and got the bagel and coffee.”
Eva frowned at me. “Made sure I was decent…how? By looking to see if I was naked or not?”
I grinned and shrugged. “Pretty much, yeah.”
“And if I had been less than fully clothed, what would you have done then?”
“Enjoyed the view,” I said with a wink. “Kidding. Not really, but mostly. Honestly, I probably would have still come in, and I would have covered you up.”
“And gotten a free peek while you were at it, too. Jerk.”
I took a swallow of my own coffee. “Not gonna hear me deny that, Eva. You are, without a doubt, the most fine-ass woman I’ve ever met. If an accidental peek is all I’m ever gonna get, you bet your ass I’ll take it.” I eyed her across the rim of my coffee cup, letting her see the earnestness in my gaze. “A guy like me, a lady like you…yeah, that’s all I’m gettin’, and I’m fine with it.”
She finished the bagel in silence, brushed crumbs off her hands and the blanket, and sipped coffee, staring at me thoughtfully. “There are quite a few possible retorts to that, and I’m not sure where to start.”
“Say what you gotta say, babe.”
“How about I say what I have to say while you take me shopping for clothing.”
“Sounds good to me.” I stood up. “Do I get to watch you try on the outfits?”
She rolled her eyes and snorted derisively. “No, Baxter. You do not get to watch me change. Not now, not ever.”
I snapped my fingers. “Damn. Worth a shot.” I paused on my way to the door, reached down and snagged her bra out of the plastic bag containing her clothes, a full-coverage white lace number; I tossed it onto her lap. “Might want that.” I deliberately let my gaze travel down to her breasts, and the outlines of her, ahhh, high beams, which were prominent and poking at the thin cotton, teasing me. “For my sake, if nothing else.”
Eva glanced down at herself, blushed, and tugged the sheet up to cover herself. “God, that’s embarrassing.”
I shook my head. “Embarrassing? Hell nah. Hot as fuck.” I gripped the doorknob to anchor myself on this side of the room. “Tempting as fuck, too. Every time I steal a little peek, I’m more and more tempted to just lean in and take a little nibble. Just to see if they taste as delicious as they look.”
I watched her press her thighs together under the covers.
“You can’t say things like that to me, Baxter,” she murmured.
“Why not?”
“You’re supposed to be taking me shopping, not trying to seduce me.” She clutched the covers for dear life, holding them in front of her body as if they were a shield.
“Eva, sweetheart…that wasn’t an attempt at seduction.” My feet carried me back across the room, to her bed, and I leaned over her. Tugged the sheet out of her grip. “That was just me making a point.”
