Taryn laughed and said, “You’re so cute when you’re drunk. Call me tomorrow!”
Cora opened the door and slid out of the truck with a wave. “Talk to you tomorrow.”
She made her way up to Jamie’s apartment and knocked on the door. A moment later, she heard the chain and deadbolt unlock. The door opened and he said, “There’s my girl.”
Unable to stop the stupid smile, she walked inside and slid her arms around his waist. “Hey,” she said, leaning her head against his chest.
He closed the door behind her, then pushed her chin up so he could get a good look at her face. He examined her face and asked, “Did you eat dinner?”
“We had snacks,” she said. “Why?”
Instead of answering, he led her to the counter and asked, “Want a sandwich? I’m hungry.”
Cora shrugged, mystified. She watched as he made them both turkey and Swiss sandwiches. When he got her a bottled water and set two aspirin next to it, she smiled. He really was sweet.
One bottle of water, two aspirin, and a sandwich later, Cora found herself curled up next to Jamie in bed. She snuggled up against his side and said, “Thank you. I’m probably going to regret those martinis tomorrow.”
Jamie rubbed a hand down her back and said, “Hopefully the aspirin will help. Have a good time?”
“Yeah,” Cora said. “It was nice to be out with the girls. I missed you, though.”
Cora felt the brush of lips against the top of her head. She smiled at the flood of warmth.
“I missed you too, baby. Tonight kinda sucked. Steve cleaned me out pretty early, and Evan was a fucking grouch the whole time.”
Cor
a giggled and said, “I bet I know why.”
“Are they fighting?” he asked, referring to Evan and Taryn.
“Taryn was bitching because, you heard about the contractions, right?”
When Jamie asked, “Yeah. Oh god. Is the baby okay?”
“The baby is fine. The baby is perfectly fine,” Cora assured him. “Taryn was just bitching that Evan has been worried and very, shall we say, hands-off.”
Jamie laughed and said, “That explains it. Steve made some comment about Taryn being a goddess in the kitchen. She made this nacho dip with some kind of meat in it. It was fucking amazing. Anyway. Evan snapped at him and then went back into the kitchen for another beer.”
Cora giggled and then said, “Now you know why he was grumpy. Taryn was too, though. I spent the whole evening being very grateful for my very awesome sex life.”
Jamie cocked an eyebrow and asked, “How grateful?”
Cora grinned, then started to kiss her way down his muscular chest and said, “Here. Let me show you.”
* * * *
Cora opened the door to her office lobby and gave Jamie one last wave. She didn’t have a headache, thankfully, but she was tired. Today was going to be a long day.
She would have been more than willing to go back to bed for another few hours. It would have been totally unfair to her patients. So, instead she wandered back and started a pot of coffee. A really strong pot of coffee.
By the time she sat down at her desk with the first cup, she was starting to feel more human. Between this and her morning bagel, she might just make it through the day. Since Celia hadn’t arrived yet, she suspected that maybe she hadn’t fared as well in the hangover department.
As if her thoughts had summoned her, Cora heard the key in the door lock. She took another sip of coffee and waited for Celia to come into view. “I made coffee if you want some,” Cora said.
She heard a muffled thanks, the opening and closing of drawers, and then saw Celia’s head pop around the corner. She moaned, “I am so glad the asshole has Sasha this week. It was so hard to get out of bed.”
“Agreed,” Cora said, nursing her coffee. “Jamie almost had to drag me. It was bad.”