Pushing the quilt to one side, I climb out of bed, and make my way to the bathroom for a lovely hot shower that helps to wash away my lingering tiredness.
Back in my bedroom, I pull some comfortable clothes out of the closet. My black slim-fit jeans are my favorite and I match them with a purple long-sleeved tee shirt. Leaving my feet bare for now, I head out of my room and downstairs in search of coffee.
Arriving at the kitchen, I find Cade, drinking coffee over the newspaper. He lays the newspaper to one side, and looks me over, smiling. “Morning, did you have a good night’s sleep?”
My heart thuds in my chest having his undivided attention on me.
Will I always feel this way about this man? A man I’ve known for less than twenty-four hours.
“Morning, and yes I did, thank you. What about you? Did you sleep well?”
“Eventually.” He frowns. “Help yourself to coffee it’s over by the microwave. There’s a cup in the cupboard to your right.”
“Thanks.” Heading toward the coffee pot, I look out through the window and spot deer not too far from the back porch.
Hearing footsteps, I turn and watch Cade walk toward me before coming to stop at my side.
“Would you like pancakes and bacon for breakfast?”
“Oh, my favorite. Yes please. Can I help with anything?”
“No, I have it. It won’t take long. Why don’t you sit over there by the window and watch the deer?”
“Okay.”
Heading over to the window, I take a seat and glance over to Cade, deciding to watch him instead of the deer, as he prepares breakfast.
He’s so handsome.
Today he’s wearing brown jeans and a black, long-sleeved tee shirt that looks so soft and inviting. All I want to do is go over to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He looks comfortable in his kitchen, and he’s making me breakfast. How lucky am I to have a sexy guy cooking for me?
Within minutes, Cade has the pancakes made and is setting them down on the table before he passes me a plate and cutlery. Taking a couple of pancakes from the platter, I drizzle a small amount of maple syrup over them. Cutting one up, I spear a large piece onto my fork and as soon as I munch down on it, the piece melts in my mouth. They are so fluffy and soft. Mine tend to end up thick and spongy.
Between mouthfuls, Cade says, “I need to get a few phone calls out of the way and one or two emails, then I’m all yours.” He hesitates slightly when he realizes what he’s said.
Smiling, I whisper, “I wish!” The atmosphere between us simmers with the heat of our connection.
Breaking it, I look away. “I’ll go and get my iPad after breakfast and read while you see to business.”
Cade stays silent, but nods in acknowledgment.
After all the dishes are cleared away, I run upstairs to my room to collect my iPad before returning to the kitchen to grab another coffee and get comfortable on one of the overstuffed chairs in the living room.
“Will you be okay while I’m in the office?” Cade asks on his way through to the stairs.
“I’ll be fine. Do you have Wifi so I can connect my iPad?”
“Yes, give me a minute and I’ll go and hunt the password out for you.”
“Thank you.”
Cade shuffles through the papers on a small table and pulls out a card that he passes to me. I punch in the password as he heads upstairs and within seconds, I’m logging into my email account. I sigh as a well of emotion floods through me. Surprise, frustration, anger as I count the emails that Nick, my ex, has sent me. Not one, but fifteen emails since I left! I stare at them at first, not sure whether to read them or delete them. What the hell does he want?
Grinding my teeth, I ignore them and scroll through the rest of my emails before coming back to Nick’s. Anything he has to say is likely to depress me so I decide to delete his messages before curiosity gets the better of me.
Having finished with my email, I put my iPad to one side and snuggle into the chair before falling asleep.
Cade