Page 16 of Finding Isaac (Foggy Basin Season Two)
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Isaac was out while I lay there and stared at him with the light of the television.
He was so young, and so much wiser and stronger than me.
He never held back how he felt and as far as I could tell he wasn’t a liar.
Unable to resist, I reached out and gently touched his face.
“Please don’t let this be a mistake,” I whispered.
I awoke wrapped up in Isaac. Apparently, he was not averse to cuddling and had at some point grown a few more arms. His leg and arm were flung over me.
His head was on my chest, and I could have sworn there was a little bit of drool under his lips.
Running my hand down his back, I was torn between wanting him to get off me and staying in bed with him as late as we could get away with.
“We’re not skipping work,” Isaac mumbled.
“How did you know?” I asked as he wiped at the side of his mouth and looked at me with one eye that was barely open.
“Because I’m tempted too, but I like this job, and I don’t want to fuck it up. Roger’s counting on me,” he said before stretching so hard I would have sworn I heard his ligaments resizing themselves.
“Who’s Roger?”
“The old guy that’s training me. He’s getting ready to retire, and needs to show me how to do everything, so I don’t have to call him back to work anytime there’s an issue.”
“Sounds like it’s time to get up then,” I said and tried to act like I didn’t mind but deep inside I did. I enjoyed last night, and I wanted to spend more time with Isaac without the walls I’d spent so many months building.
“You shower and I’ll see what I can find in your kitchen,” he said before throwing the blankets back and reminding me I’d had a naked Isaac next to me all night and I fucking slept through it.
He was lean but muscular with broad shoulders, and abs made from hard work.
I tried not to stare at his dick but not only was it possibly the most perfect dick I’d ever seen it was also bigger than I remembered from last night, or maybe I was just now paying attention.
And I was paying attention. “You keep staring like that and neither one of us is getting to work on time,” he said with a smirk before slipping on his boxers and leaving me alone, wondering again why I wanted to wait for anything where he was concerned.
“I’m in so much trouble,” I grumbled as I walked naked to the bathroom and hurried through a shower. By the time I got out I could smell coffee and something delicious cooking. “What did you make?”
He stuck his head out the door to look down the hall to where I stood just outside the bedroom.
“You’ll see. Get dressed and you can finish this while I shower,” he said, and I did as he asked.
A short time later I walked out to where he had some eggs cooking and tortillas heating up in another pan.
“I’m making us breakfast burritos with the salsa and leftovers from last night,” he said before kissing my cheek and handing me the spatula. “Don’t let the eggs burn. I’ll be right back.” He hurried off to the bathroom and I forced my eyes away from his ass. “And stop staring at my ass.”
I turned back to the eggs before sneaking one last peek because damn. When the eggs were done, I loaded two tortillas with everything we’d cooked. I’d just put the second one together when Isaac came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“That smells so good,” he said before moving to the side and kissing my cheek then picking one up and taking a big bite. “We could almost skip lunch.”
“Nope. I owe you lunch so I’ll make us both sandwiches when we’re done eating.”
He looked at me with a happy grin. “Thanks, honey. I was just kidding about skipping lunch. That’s never gonna happen.”
“That was my second thought. I wouldn’t want you to get hangry on me,” I said and took a seat when I realized we were both eating standing up. He stopped chewing and gave me a serious look while taking a seat.
“Did Jack say something to you?” he asked and waited for me to answer.
“About what?”
“I get a little crazy if I get too hungry,” he said and took a big bite of his burrito.
“No, he didn’t say anything. I was just kidding about being hangry.” He looked down as he chewed before meeting my eyes.
“I do get kinda crazy. I don’t really know why, but Jack hates it and makes sure I don’t get to that level. We’ve had some pretty good fights when I was starving,” he said then grinned. “Maybe I’m just a dick and like to give him crap.”
“Somehow, I can believe that. You two argue like siblings.”
“We’ve known each other so long we know what nerve to step on for a good reaction. Hudson tries to avoid us when we’re together and that man is loaded with patience,” he said and huffed out a laugh.
“It will become my mission to make sure you’re never hungry,” I said and held up a finger to be a little more dramatic.
“There’s other things I’m sure I’ll be hungry for that has nothing to do with food,” Isaac said as casually as if he was talking about food.
After last night I was done waiting to know him better. He was a good guy, and I wanted to explore everything with him. “Well, I’m not opposed to feeding those needs too,” I said, and patted his back when he choked.
“Do you mean it?”
“Yes.” I took a bite without saying anything else while his eyes bore into me searching for more information. But it was simple, he wanted me, and I wanted him. What more was there?
“Dammit, now I’ll be working with a chubby all day,” he said, making me laugh.
“Sorry not sorry,” I said and loved the idea he’d be thinking of me all day.