Luke groaned into his pillow as he began to stir awake. He was sprawled out on his stomach, the sheets twisted around his legs. He rolled over and found the courage to open his eyes, deciding it would take a small miracle to get him to lift his head upright. What the fuck did he drink? Then to answer his question, his memory flashed back to the night before and his little deal with the bartender to keep his glass full at all times. Apparently, it was money well spent, because he was suffering the mother of all hangovers. He ran his hand down his bare stomach absent-mindedly as he solemnly swore never to drink scotch again. He yawned and stretched one arm over his head, glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand. He raised an eyebrow when he realized he had slept way past six a.m. when he saw it was nearly noon.
Sighing, he forced himself to sit up. He needed to get himself into gear and go pick up his daughter from his parent’s house. He grimaced as the room swayed when he threw his long bare legs over the edge of the bed. He grabbed his head as if holding it would stop it from exploding. A shower and a cup of coffee, that’s what he needed. Mentally counting to three, he stood up and stretched out his limbs before padding to the bathroom wearing only a pair of boxer briefs that rode low on his waist as he walked. He adjusted the water in the shower, letting it run until the temperature heated while he lost the only article of clothing he wore. He stepped into the shower and let the water cascade over his body, tilting his face up and letting the jets shoot over and down his face awakening him as he ran his fingers through his hair that fell over his face.
He was about to grab the body wash from the shelf when bits and pieces of last night came to him. Luke paused, bracing one hand on the tile of the shower stall, concentrating on remembering. Cara’s eyes were the first thing that came into play, those beautiful eyes that fueled so many of his dreams. He remembered holding her face in the palms of his hand, amazed at the beauty before him. As drunk as he was, he saw the flicker in her eyes, he remembered feeling defeated and prepared himself to be pushed away but then she surprised him when she leaned into him pressing that sweet mouth against his. He blew out a breath, relishing in the way her mouth fit so perfectly with his and how she clung to him, holding onto the kiss as she slid her tongue into his mouth, the taste of her still vivid. He diverted his gaze downward and leaned his forehead against the shower tiles, staring at his throbbing erection. Just the memory of her set his body aflame. He reached down, wrapping his fingers around his thick cock, the image of her thoroughly kissed embedded in his brain, he sought his relief.
*
Cara debated on whether or not she should ring the bell. She figured since she hadn’t heard from him yet that morning, Luke was probably still nursing his hangover. After she dropped him off last night she drove herself home with his truck. She contemplated camping out on his couch, but Benny had been locked in his crate for hours, ultimately making Cara’s decision. So now here she was with Benny in tow, digging into her purse for the set of keys Luke had given her. She fit the key to the lock and let herself in.
“Luke? It’s me…” She called out into the silent house as she bent down and unhooked Benny’s leash, giving him full reign of the house. She shut the door behind her and shrugged off her jacket hanging it on the hook alongside his coat.
“Luke?” She called out again, this time a tad louder. She shrugged her shoulders and made her way through the house. He wasn’t downstairs, she discovered and made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed a mug and placed it in his Kuerig hooking him up with a cup of coffee. A smile played on her lips as she fixed his cup of coffee, her memory dashing back to when he visited her at Lakeview and the first time she ever fixed him a cup.
As the steam rose from the mug in her hands, she glanced over at Benny happily chewing on a toy in the corner of the kitchen before she climbed the stairs. A part of her was nervous to wake him. She wondered if he remembered their kiss, in fact the whole morning she agonized over how he would react to her coming on to him. Truthfully, she wasn’t sure of her stance on her actions either. Bringing herself back to the moment, she wanted to kiss Luke and the moment her lips touched his she wanted all of him. She went with her gut last night and was rewarded with the biggest surprise of her life. She was undoubtedly attracted to Luke and judging by the kiss they shared, there was definitely chemistry there. Chemistry like she’d never known before.