Owen sat up. He stretched and groaned when she kissed his shoulder. His skin rose to goose flesh where she planted a line of kisses trailing to the back of his neck.
“Did you ever think,” she began, hooking her chin over his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist, “That all that bickering we did was because we really should have been doing this instead?”
He kissed her cheek and covered her exploring hands with his own. “Good point. So next time we get into an argument, all you have to do is turn around and say , ‘Unzip me.’” He mimicked her breathy command from earlier in the evening. “And you win.”
“Gosh, if I’d known it was that easy.”
“Right? Now you know. Use your power responsibly, okay?”
She nibbled his ear. “Okay.”
“Hey, don’t do that.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re out of condoms.”
“Hmm.” She sat back and wrapped the crumpled sheet around her. “Lily might have a few in her room. I could steal them.”
“You modern women are so resourceful.”
“Don’t you have any?”
“Yeah, at my place.”
“Let’s go.”
“To my place?”
“Sure. Why not?”
“Well, it’s nice here, and my place is a mess.”
“That’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“I do.” Owen lay back in bed and pulled Claudia down onto the pillows with him.
She snuggled into his arms and sighed. Perfection. “There’s always tomorrow night, I suppose.”
“Don’t you have to be in New York tomorrow night?”
The perfect bubble burst. New York. She’d forgotten about Eclipse and Jacob and the dream job because, for the past few hours, none of it mattered.
“I do. I promised him a trial run, but it’ll just be the one weekend.”
“What do you mean just this one? You’re not going to take the job?”
She shook her head and met his gaze. Couldn’t he see her decision shining in her eyes? “Of course not. This is more important.” She gestured between them. “What we have is all I need.”
“Oh…” Owen gathered her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.” She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as tight as she could. “This is perfection. I don’t need anything else.”
The next time Owen awoke, brilliant sunlight streamed into Claudia’s tiny bedroom. He sighed and stretched, enjoying the clean, feminine scent of the place and the order around him, which was so unlike his own disaster of a bachelor pad.
How nice it would be to wake up like this every day with
He stopped himself. Fantasies were fine last night, but this morning it was back to reality. He sat up and surveyed the empty spot beside him. Claudia had always been an early riser. She was probably in the other room stretching or doing some yoga poses, maybe naked.
Naked yoga. Now that was a concept he could fully endorse. He climbed out of bed, grinning until he remembered their lack of condoms.
That thought prompted him to retrieve his underwear from the floor. “Claudia?”
He ventured out of the bedroom, hoping Lily hadn’t come home. He liked Claudia’s roommate, but he wasn’t ready to explain his presence, and his lack of pants, to anyone else at this hour of the morning.
The place seemed empty. And there weren’t too many places to hide in the four scant rooms the two women shared, so he presumed he was safe to roam around in his briefs. He’d made it only a few steps out of the bedroom when the rattle of the kitchen door handle had him leaping for cover, heart pounding.
He emerged from behind the sofa a moment later after Claudia had let herself in. She sized him up, eyes sparkling, and laughed. “Who were you hiding from?”
Bold now, because she was alone and looked so delicious in her tight white tank top and dark jeans, he crossed the room and slid his arms around her waist. “Who me? I was just coming to find you.”
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