“When Chris heard her stirring inside, he came in from the porch. Her hair was tousled, eyes sleepy, and fuck, she looked pretty. It took everything he had not to crawl under the blanket with her.But last night, as good as it was, had made him too vulnerable. Watching her now would be a full-time job—no time to let his guard down. “I’ll make you some breakfast. Or lunch.”She yawned and nodded and he began to rifle through the cabinets.“MREs or soup—your choice.” He glanced over his shoulder as s...he rolled her eyes. “Soup it is.”She came up behind him, rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. “You don’t happen to have any decaf tea, do you?”“Yes, right next to the muffins and pies.”She gave a soft snort in reply.“There’s some Parmalat milk—that’s good for you,” he said, pulled the cardboard container out of the cabinet. “There are some crackers here too. They should be fresh—Nick comes up here every couple of months to check on the place.”He dumped a can of soup into a pot and put it on the stove, then grabbed glasses and bowls and silverware and put them on the table in front of her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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