a towel, looking like he wanted to devour her again as she put on her panties and bra, and he stepped into a fresh pair of boxer briefs. Those tingles in her belly turned to full-on fireworks. He eyed her lasciviously as they brushed their teeth, and he was a beautiful sight, leaning against the bathroom doorframe, shirtless and sated, that crooked grin fixed in place, as he watched her put on her makeup and dry her hair.
“I’ll be right back, sweet thing.”
He kissed her and she watched him tug on a pair of jeans. She enjoyed the view of his low-riding jeans hugging his butt as he made the bed. He moved the rest of her things that they’d left by the door to his dresser, and then he left the bedroom. She went to the closet, unprepared for the thrill of seeing her clothes among his.
Justin sauntered into the bedroom carrying two cups of coffee as she buttoned her blouse, and stopped to watch her slip her feet into her high heels. He whistled and said, “Mm-mm, darlin’, you are gorgeous,” sending those butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy.
“You made coffee?” He’d made her coffee yesterday morning, too, but she’d thought it might be a one-time thing.
“And you look like breakfast.” He closed the distance between them with a wolfish grin.
Her blood coursed through her veins like an awakened river. “You’d better stop looking at me like that or I’ll never get out of here.”
“Sick day?” he asked with a lift of his brows.
“I wish I could. The students from the new program will be there today, and I have work to do on the puppeteering proposal before I meet with Mads tomorrow.” She glanced at the clock, and her stomach sank. “I hate to say this, but—”
He kissed her cheek and said, “Let me put your coffee in a to-go cup and I’ll walk you out to your car.”
“You don’t have to walk me out.”
He cocked a grin and said, “You’re my girl—I’m walking you to your car.”
Her heart did a happy dance. As he went to swap cups, she straightened her things in the bathroom, feeling another thrill chase through her at the fact that she was leaving her things there. Should she put them back in the bag she’d packed? She had no idea what the etiquette was on this type of thing. She grabbed her phone to text Serena, but heard Justin coming into the bedroom, so she slipped her phone into her skirt pocket.
“Here you go, beautiful.” His brows slanted. “Why do you look uneasy?”
She glanced at her things on his sink. “Should I put this stuff away? It feels funny to invade your space like this.”
He set her cup on the sink and gathered her in his arms. “I like you invading my space, and you know I want to invade yours.”
The honesty in his voice was everything. “Okay. Thank you for the coffee.”
“Thanks for getting out of your own way and finally giving us a chance.”
When he walked her out to her car, she said, “You’re very different than I thought you’d be.”
“So are you, princess.” He opened her car door and drew her into his arms. “We’ve only scratched the surface, babe. Hold on to all this goodness. It’s been a long time coming.”
He pressed his lips to hers in a sweet kiss that quickly turned ravishing. She came away breathless, and she knew she’d think of nothing else all day.
“See you tonight, sweet thing.”
She turned to get in the car and he gave her ass a quick slap.
She scowled at him. “Seriously?” she said as she climbed in and started the car. “I told you not to slap my ass.”
He leaned into the car and said, “You also told me you’d never go out with me. You’re just lucky I’m not hauling that pretty ass of yours over my shoulder and back to the bedroom.”
Her insides flamed. She squeezed her thighs together before she needed to change her panties and tried to stifle a laugh as she said, “Stop! I have to go.”
“I’ll text you later.”
He shut her door and she rolled down her windows and said, “Do not sext me at work. It makes it hard to concentrate, and I’m already going to have a difficult enough time getting this morning out of my head.”
He bent so they were eye to eye and said, “Should I go get you extra panties, just in case?”