at my handsome prince. “Do you have one handy?”
“I can’t say that I do.” He turns his head and smiles at me. “But if you find one, I could use it, too.”
“I don’t even know if I still have legs.”
“You do, and they’re sexy.”
“Oh good.”
“Can I get you anything, love?”
“Water.”
“I have a shower full.” To my amazement, he stands and tugs me out of bed and then tosses me over his shoulder as he makes a beeline for the bathroom.
“I haven’t even caught my breath.”
“You can do that while I wash your back.”
“I’m starving.”
I’m lying on Callum’s chest, brushing my fingers through the very light spattering of hair there, listening to my stomach growl.
“Twelve hours of sex will do that to a person,” he says.
“You’re smug.”
“You’re bloody right, I am. I’ve been waiting a long time for last night.” He kisses my hand and then holds it against his heart. “Two years without sex is a frustratingly long time, darling.”
My head pops up, and I stare at him as if he just told me he’s Mickey Mouse.
“Are you telling me that—?”
“You ruined me for all other women. At least, I think that’s how you phrased it last night. And if you go into a long list of men you’ve been with since our time together, I may turn homicidal, so let’s not.”
“Oh, please.” I laugh and bite his chest, just for fun. “I’ve been with exactly two men in my life, and I’m lying on one of them right now.”
He rolls me onto my back and stares down at me intently. “You hadn’t been with anyone but your husband when I met you?”
“No.”
“And you haven’t been with anyone since?”
“Keep rubbing it in.”
He drags his knuckles down my cheek. “No wonder you wanted to kill me.”
“Murder crossed my mind a time or two.” I stretch under him, fully aware that my breasts are on display for him. “But I’m glad you’re still alive.”
He drags his nose over my tight nipple and then sighs.
“No more apologies,” I say before he can offer the words. “We’re in a good place now. Let’s not rehash old news, okay?”
“Deal.” He plants a kiss on me, then leaves me altogether. “Put on some clothes. We’ll go up to the main house for breakfast. Alice most likely has something delicious cooking, and I don’t keep much food here.”
“You want me to go up to see your family, dressed in last night’s clothes, after we spent the night having sex?”
He blinks down at me. “What’s wrong with that scenario?”
I shrug a shoulder. “It kind of screams walk of shame, but okay.”
“Actually, it says I had a nice evening with you, and I’m not ashamed in the least.”
I know that the grin spreading over my face is goofy, but I don’t care. “Okay, let’s go get breakfast.”
“Excellent.”
I tug on the jeans and T-shirt I wore last night, use my fingers on my hair to try and make it presentable, but end up throwing it up into a knot instead. Then I root around under the sink in the bathroom for a new toothbrush.
Which I find because Nina and her staff always think ahead.
Once I’ve brushed my teeth and am ready to go, Callum escorts me from the boathouse to the primary residence, which is bigger than any other house I’ve ever been in. With massive windows that face the lake and enough space for the population of all of Montana, it’s a dream home.
I follow Callum up to the main living space, which includes a huge, open kitchen and sitting room with the same impressive views of the water that the boathouse has.
Thank God Callum’s bedroom doesn’t face the house.
“Good morning,” Nina says with a smile. She and Sebastian are sitting on a couch, cuddling, while Alice bustles about in the kitchen. “And welcome.”
“Thank you.”
I’ve met Nina and her husband Sebastian several times, and they’ve always been kind to me.
“Hello, Aspen,” Alice says with a wave. “How lovely to have you here. I hope you enjoy crepes and muffins.”
“What’s not to enjoy?” I ask, just as Ellie and Liam come walking through the front door.
“Good morning,” Ellie says, and then her face lights up when she sees me. “What a wonderful surprise. How are you, Aspen?”
“I’m great, thank you. You guys, please forgive me, but am I supposed to curtsey or something?”
Everyone laughs, but Ellie shakes her head. “No, silly. This is as informal as it gets. We’re family, and friends.”
“Please just give me a heads-up if I botch