She must’ve been even more tipsy than he originally thought, because within only a few minutes, he felt her breathing slow, and she made the cutest little snoring sound. Tightening his grip on her to keep her feeling secure, he closed his eyes and did his best to recount the evening they’d had and how they had landed here.
It wasn’t long before his mind wandered and his dreams crept in, causing his thoughts to become odd. As unusual as they were, they were all surrounding Kassie, and he was okay with that.
Morning quickly approached. A yapping dog in one of the other apartments woke him harshly. Unfortunately, the lack of activity last night and the early morning hour left him with a nice size stiffy that was nestled perfectly against Kassie’s flawless ass. That didn’t help his current situation, either.
Kassie was snoring quietly and appeared to be still sound asleep. Luc slid gently out of bed, careful not to wake her up. He had slept in his blue jeans and t-shirt, and had no way of freshening up his clothes. But he could clean up in other ways.
He investigated the bathroom drawers and closet for some kind of deodorant or body spray. If she did have anything for men, it was probably Kaden’s. He tried to push that thought out of his head, because the idea of sharing deodorant with Kaden was just weird. What he did find was a travel size deodorant stick, fresh scent, which smelled like it would work for a man or woman. Luc used it, then made a mental note to replace it with a new one.
Knowing his breath needed attention, he searched her bathroom for ways to get rid of his morning breath. There were no brand new toothbrushes that he could see. Making a mock toothbrush with his finger, some toothpaste, and a fresh washcloth from Kassie’s cupboard, he did the best he could with what he had. Then he finished off with some mouthwash.
Checking his breath in his hand and then looking at his teeth in the mirror, he was satisfied. Now I need to take care of this morning wood. Or do I? Rubbing one out, here in her pink bathroom while she lay just feet away, seemed like a creepy thing to do. The knock on the door made his decision for him.
“Luc? You in there?”
“Yeah. Yeah. I’ll be out in just a minute.”
“Thanks.”
Luc finished up with his morning bathroom trip quickly and exited the room, coming face-to-face with Kassie. She was still in her navy dress from the party, now a wrinkled mess. Her hair was in need of a comb. But she still looked absolutely adorable.
“G’morning, beautiful.” He didn’t know the proper etiquette for morning afters like this. He wasn’t even sure how to categorize it yet. Her eyes looked tired and her cheeks were pink. Moving in to kiss her cheek, she quickly covered her mouth with a sheepish panic.
“Oh, I, um, have to brush my teeth.” Her eyes were wide, as if morning breath was something to be embarrassed about. She was so cute. Everything she did was lovable.
Luc completely understood. He nodded and added a small smile. “Gotcha.” Moving aside, he let her by. Still unsure about their situation, he wanted to ask if he should stay, if he should leave, or some kind of instruction on what to do. But finding those words was just as confusing. “Um, you hungry?”
Her long brown hair tossed over her shoulder as she stopped closing the door and turned to face him, a playful smile on her face. “Sure. I’ll make us some coffee when I come out.”
Luc nodded as she shut the door. Making himself at home in the kitchen, he searched her refrigerator for breakfast foods. Not knowing what she liked, he set out eggs, milk and butter. The coffee maker sat there on the counter. He found the coffee grinds, but had no idea how strong she liked her brew.
Kassie entered the kitchen, already changed into a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. “Coffee?”
“I was going to make it, but didn’t know how strong you liked it. I personally use four scoops, but thought I’d wait for you.”
“And what’s all this?” She pointed to the ingredients on the counter.
“I was going to make breakfast. Maybe scrambled eggs, or pancakes? Or both? Depending on what you liked.”
“So, you’re a chef now? I thought you were a rock star?”
Her words took him off guard and had him instantly turned on. She was flirting with him. I’d love to show you just what kind of rock star I am.
“Actually, it’s Puck-Star.” Luc puffed out his chest and did his best to be as much of a flirt as possible, trying to make his self-given nickname known.
Not letting him know if his attempts at flirting affected her at all, Kassie began to make the coffee. She spoke as she scooped the grounds into the coffee filter. But with her back to him, his eyes raked over every curve of her body. The sweet scent of apple body spray hung in the air. His brain took him back to how it felt to be nuzzled against her. They fit together so perfectly, like pieces of a puzzle.
Kassie’s voice snapped him back to reality. She was staring at him, laughing, with her hands on her hips. “Were you paying any attention to me?”
“Um…” His face flooded with heat, embarrassed that she’d caught him staring. Luckily, he was good at regaining his composure. “I’m not going to lie. I was paying plenty of attention to you. I just didn’t hear anything that you said.”
She shook her head with a chuckle. “Boys.” She put the eggs, milk, and butter away. “I said I’d prefer donuts for breakfast.” She put a variety package of donuts on the counter.
“And the coffee?”
“I guess you’re just going to have to figure that out on your own, aren’t you?” Kassie handed him a mug from the cupboard and grabbed one for herself. “There’s creamer in the refrigerator.”
Luc took a sip of his coffee black. Determined to figure out how she took her coffee, it only took a few sips. Not as strong as I take it, so, maybe three or three and a half tablespoons. He filed away that information, sure of himself that he’d need it again.
After stirring creamer into her coffee, she leaned back against the counter. Kassie looked over her coffee mug. Her voice was soft, almost as if she wasn’t sure of what she was asking. “So, last night?”
Unable to keep from being his flirty self, he moved in close and pushed a rogue hair behind her ear. “Don’t worry, sweets. Nothing happened.”
Almost nothing, anyway.
Her dark, intense eyes focused solely on him. “I know. I also know that I gave you every opportunity to take advantage of me, and you didn’t.” She ran her finger around the rim of her mug, over and over.
He wasn’t as much of a Casanova as he thought he was, because she had him at her fingertips, literally. He couldn’t take his eyes off Kassie’s finger running along her mug.
“No. I would never do that. You weren’t in your right frame of mind, and I would never take advantage of that.” As much as he wanted to be with her last night, his feelings for her were too strong to make it a drunken “wham bam, thank you ma’am.”