“Time for breakfast?”
“I wish I could. I have to get home and shower and change.”
He grinned. “You could shower here.”
She could…
Images of Harper’s manly body covered in droplets of warm water enticed her, but… “Ha. Then I’d never leave. But I’ll take a rain check on the shower.”
“I’ll hold you to that. Do you have time for a quick cup of coffee?”
“Only if it’s to go. Sorry.”
“Okay. I’ll get you one.” He leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the lips. “Last night was wonderful, baby. Thank you.”
Thank you? No man had ever thanked her for sex before. Should she thank him back?
“Um…you’re welcome?”
He chuckled. “You are priceless, Amber. I never would have thought you were my type, but damn, I love being with you.”
Not his type? Was that an insult? “What do you mean by that?”
“Just…you’re not like the country girls I grew up with. You’re more sophisticated. You look different. You act different. I mean, I always thought you were beautiful. I just had no idea I’d like you so much.”
He hadn’t hedged for words, thank God. “So that was a compliment then?”
He laughed again. “Of course it was.”
“Good. ’Cause I like you too. And last night was amazing for me as well.” She got up and started collecting her clothes.
“I’ll get your coffee, baby. Meet me down in the kitchen.”
* * *
“Angie, when are you and Rafe going back to the slope?”
“Tomorrow. Why?”
Amber sighed as she clipped the cuticles on Angie’s right hand. “I need to talk to someone.”
“I’ve got all day today. I want to go see Violet this afternoon, but other than that I’m free.”
“I’ve got a full schedule today,” Amber said. “Can we have dinner?”
“Sure. Why don’t Rafe and I meet you at the Blue Bird?”
She exhaled a long breath. “Well…I was kind of hoping we could talk alone. Nothing against Rafe but—”
“Girl talk?”
She had no idea. “Yeah, something like that.”
“How about lunch?”
“I can’t take lunch. I’m booked through. Please? It’s important.”
“Of course. Rafe’ll understand. The Blue Bird?”