Then I did exactly what I was told.
And I did it knowing that it was no skin off my nose to eat the pizza so he could make me a sundae since his sundaes sounded awesome.
But I also did it knowing I’d walk to the ends of the earth hand in hand with Chace Keaton and all he had to do to get me to do it was kiss me deep, smile at me, hold my hand and call me baby.
Chapter Six
Do You Like My Dress?
Six oh three in the morning, the next day
I struggled up from sleep when I heard my house phone ringing. My heavy eyes shifted across the expanse of my piles of pillows to peer groggily at my alarm clock and see it was three after six in the morning. I didn’t have to be to work until nine thirty. Therefore, unless I went to work out before work, I was never up this early and everyone who knew me knew it.
This could mean bad things and, with drowsy trepidation, I grabbed the phone out of its charger, beeped it on, put it to my ear and mustered up a, “’Lo.”
“Mornin’, baby.”
Oh my. It was Chace sounding drowsy too. No, correction. That would be, it was Chace, his deep voice sounding husky, soft, sexy drowsy.
Wow.
“Hey, Chace,” I whispered. “Is everything okay?”
“Just wanted to know what you sounded like when you woke up in the morning.”
Oh.
My.
Even still sleepy, I felt my blood start to fire and my belly dropped which caused a tingle between my legs that also tingled down my thighs.
He went on, “And sounds like I woke you up.”
“Yeah,” I told him, still, for some reason, whispering. “You did. I’m never up this early.”
“Never?”
“Well, never if I’m not working out. But I usually can’t muster up the energy to get out of a warm bed in order to go work out so I turn off the alarm, go back to sleep and go to the gym after work.”
He said nothing.
I kept talking.
“I have good intentions though.”
He again said nothing.
So I called, “Chace?”
His voice was deeper, huskier, softer and way, way sexier when he told me, “Sorry, baby, I’m back at you in a warm bed. What else did you say?”
My vaginal walls contracted and my ni**les started tingling as I whispered in answer, “I forget.”
That was when I heard his deep, husky, soft, way, way sexy chuckle.
God. I was going to have an orgasm just listening to him chuckle!
“You staking out today?” he asked and I wasn’t following. I was concentrating on my body and memorizing the sound of his voice in the morning.