She moved until she was lying over Cody’s chest. She cupped his sexy stubbled cheek and kissed him tenderly. “Thanks for last night.” She grinned. “The middle of the night and early this morning.”
“My pleasure. Anytime.” His kiss wasn’t the frenzied type of the night before; instead it was passionate, as if he wanted to tell her something he couldn’t voice.
They both drifted off to sleep again in each other’s arms.
The next time Stacey woke it was to Cody fondling her breast. Instantly desire shot through her. It was still gloomy outside but warm and cozy next to Cody.
He rolled over her, his lips finding hers. “Mmm...this is a nice way to start a day.”
She brushed a finger along his extended manhood.
“Woman, you’re going to kill me.”
Sometime later they made their way to the bathroom for a shower. It turned into a long one, with her washing him then him her. Before they knew it the water had turned cold.
Stacey kissed his chest as they dried each other off. “We’d better get going or we’re going to be late for work. My boss is a demanding one.”
Cody grabbed her butt and pulled her against him, giving her a deep erotic kiss. “You bet he is, but why don’t you ask him if you can come in late today?”
One thing she had learned about Cody was that he was super-dedicated to his job. He was never late and didn’t miss any time. She looked at him with disbelief. “You actually want to play hooky for a few hours?”
“I do. I don’t have any surgery scheduled this morning and only paperwork to look forward to. I thought maybe we could have a leisurely breakfast here or at the bakery.”
Stacey looked at him askance. “So what you’re saying is that spending time with me is preferable to doing paperwork?”
He stopped her hand from toweling off his chest and looked at her. “Something like that. But the real truth is that I just want more time with you.”
“What’s happened to the Cody I know?”
“Possibly you.” His words whispered across her shoulder as he turned her and dried her back.
That sounded too close to caring for her comfort. She needed to get things back to a lighter note. “I’d rather stay here and eat.”
Cody stood confidently in front of her in all his male glory and said, “Pancakes or bacon and eggs?”
She was tempted to take him back to bed. Her addiction to Cody Brennan must be cured. It wasn’t healthy. “Bacon and eggs.”
Pulling her against his warm naked body, he said, “Sounds almost as tasty as you.” He nibbled at her neck.
She broke the embrace. “I’m hungry.”
“Me too.” He gave her a wolfish grin.
“None of that until you have fed me.” She’d brought his shirt into the bathroom with her. Pulling it on, she buttoned it and rolled up the sleeves.
“Mmm... I don’t know if I can keep my attention on frying bacon with you dressed like that.”
“You know, I could just make it into an apron.” Giving him a wicked expression, her hands went to a button.
He groaned. “As much as I appreciate the possibilities...but I promised you food.”
She brushed her fingertips across his chest on the way out of the door. “And I want you at full strength.”
Cody joined her in the bedroom dressed in just jeans and nothing else. She was going to have a hard time keeping her hands off him. If she wasn’t careful, things would get out of hand. Still, she couldn’t bring herself to leave. She wanted all of Cody she could get in the time remaining to them.
They went downstairs, picking up their discarded clothing as they went. She hung hers on the newel post and Cody placed his on top of hers.
“While I fry the bacon, would you butter toast and beat the eggs?”
“Sure.”
A little while later she was busy with a bowl and whisk when Cody came to stand behind her. “Where did you learn to beat eggs?”
“I’m not really very good in the kitchen. My mom always ate out or bought in food. There was a cafeteria in college, and at the hospitals. When I went to work there were always cooks to see to the crew’s meals. So I never had a need to learn.”
“Then let me give you your first lesson.” He wrapped his arms around her. The heat of his chest warmed her back. Cody placed his hands over hers. He then tilted the bowl slightly and briskly whipped the eggs.
She rubbed her butt against him. “I think I would be a good cook if all my lessons were given like this.”
Cody chuckled. It vibrated all the way up her spine.
“Is there anything you’re not good at, Doctor?”
“There are a few things, I assure you.” There was a note in his voice that made her suspect he referred to his past. Would he ever let what had happened go?