Adore Me (Austin Singles 3)

He was silent on the other line for a few moments.

“Nash, I’ve got this.”

“I know you do. It’s just weird. I mean, it’s my sister, and you’re all . . .”

I narrowed my eyes at the soup I was heating in the pan. “I’m what?”

“Acting all . . . boyfriend-like.”

Laughing, I shook my head. “Is that your problem? That I’m being attentive to your sister?”

“It’s not a problem at all. It’s just . . . weird.”

“Well, if that’s all, I need to make sure

she’s okay. She’s up and moving around.”

“Call me if she needs anything.”

“I will. Night, Nash.”

I hung up, placed my phone on the island, and made my way to Morgan.

“Do you want to be in the living room for a bit? A change of scenery?”

She stared at me, a confused look on her beautiful face.

“Um . . .”

“I’ve already got the couch set up for you.”

Smiling, she nodded. I walked up to her and reached down, lifting her into my arms. I figured she would complain, but the trip to the bathroom must have zapped all the energy out of her.

After I placed her on the sofa, I pulled the blanket off the back and draped it over her. Morgan glanced up at me, and I was so happy to finally see color in her face. Reaching down, I ran my fingertips gently over her cheek. When she inhaled a quick breath, I felt my chest flutter.

I needed to stop before I did something stupid like kiss her. I grabbed her water from the coffee table and handed it to her with some medicine. “Here, take some Tylenol and drink water, princess.”

Morgan did as I asked, then giggled when her stomach growled.

I smiled, and she pulled the blanket up to her chin. “I guess I’m hungry.”

“How about some soup? Nash dropped some off earlier this morning. Well, yesterday morning.”

Before I left, she reached for my hand, drawing me to a stop. “Wait. I was sort of hoping we could talk first.”

“Now? Why don’t we wait until you’re feeling better?” I asked, both scared shitless and excited. What did she want to talk about?

She shook my head. “No. I want to talk now. Please, Blake. The last time I even remember speaking to you was in the closet.”

Sitting back down, I took her hand in mine and kissed the back. With a smirk, I said, “That was fun.”

We both smiled at one another. I could tell just the effort to smile took something out of her.

“What happened with you and Nash? Did you tell him about us?”

“Yes. I told him almost everything,” I answered with a wink. “Some things are for you and me only.”

Her already pink cheeks darkened.