As always. “No problem. Like I said, I have to get to Wyndemere.” Not like I was going to ask him if he wanted to get breakfast at the diner with me before I went to Wyndemere…Nope, wasn’t thinking that at all.
Pie sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. The bright morning sun shone on his tattooed chest and arms, and my eyes devoured every inch of his bare skin. For two weeks, this man had been in my bed almost every night, and I still couldn’t figure out why he kept coming back for more. Hell, I didn’t think he knew why he kept coming back.
“What time are you gonna be done tonight?” he asked.
I shrugged. “More than likely late. I plan on staying at Wyndemere from now on.”
I needed to get back to work. With Marco and Royal together now, I knew they would be at Wyndemere much more. I had overheard Royal tell Indiana that she wasn’t going to leave Rockton, which meant Marco was going to be spending a lot more time here also. Once Royal was settled into Wyndemere, she was going to start working at Pole Stars once the studio was ready to open.
“Cool.” Pie rolled out of bed and bent over to grab his shirt. “You mind if I hop in the shower before I leave?”
I was about to head that way and wondered if Pie would want company. “Uh, I was about to jump in, but if you—”
“Just need five minutes, babe, and it will be all yours. I’ve got to get to the clubhouse,” he interrupted me.
I pasted a smile on my face. “Of course. I’ll just make a pot of coffee while I wait.?
? It wasn’t like I was on a timeclock or anything. Plus, I needed a cup or two of coffee myself.
Pie grabbed the rest of his clothes and pressed a kiss to my cheek as he breezed past me. “Thanks, Bristol.”
“Anytime,” I murmured.
Pie disappeared into the bathroom, and I wandered down the hallway to the kitchen.
The feeling of being alone settled over me. Just like it did every time Pie was about to leave. I didn’t understand why I felt that. Before Pie had stepped foot into my life, I never felt alone. Even when I was alone, I never felt like it.
I grabbed the coffee pot, stuck it under the kitchen faucet, and turned on the water before I reached up in the cabinet for the coffee grounds.
Five minutes later when the pot was full of fresh coffee, Pie breezed into the kitchen, fully dressed with his cut tossed over his shoulder. “Bathroom is all yours, babe.” He grabbed his keys off the table and pressed a hot, scorching kiss to my lips.
I stepped back and braced myself on the kitchen counter. Pie’s lips fit perfectly against mine, and I couldn’t hold back a moan.
“See ya around, Bri.” Pie winked at me, stepped back, and slipped out the back door without another word.
Loneliness settled over me like a thick blanket.
He would be back.
For two weeks, he had come back.
He would again. At least, I hoped he would.
*
Chapter Two
Titties and tofu…
Pie
“Where the fuck were you?”
I grabbed a beer from the fridge and popped the top. “Nowhere.”
Easy chuckled. “You sure have been spending a lot of time nowhere.”
I shrugged and downed half of the beer. “You know why King called church?” I wasn’t going to talk about where I had been this morning. It wasn’t anyone’s business besides mine.