Page 96 of Only for the Season

I start to get out of bed but he captures my hand to stop me. “Where are you going?”

I yank my hand from his. “To give you some privacy.”

“Hold on, Chuck.” He mutes the phone. “Why do you need to give me privacy?”

I roll my eyes. “Because you run a billion-dollar business.” He grunts. “Maybe I’m a corporate spy and I got into your pants to steal all your ideas for apps.”

He barks out a laugh and I glare at him.

“Sorry.” He clears his throat. “You’re a corporate spy?”

“I could be a spy.”

“You bake too well to be a spy. Besides, you can’t lie for shit.”

“I can, too!”

He nods to my hand where I’m scratching my palm. “Damn the pirates. You couldn’t pretend to not notice?”

“Why would I pretend to not notice? Noticing you and all the crazy shit you do is the highlight of my life.”

“I don’t do crazy shit.”

He lifts a brow. “And you don’t have an otter for a pet either.”

I stick out my bottom lip. “Viking’s living at the restaurant since someone…” I glare at him, “is afraid of him.”

He sighs. “Fine. Bring Viking over here.”

“And you’ll cuddle him?”

“Don’t push your luck, Princess.”

“Can I go use the bathroom now while you answer your call?”

“Go. I enjoy watching your ass when you walk away.” He returns to his phone call and I make sure to sway my ass as I walk to the bathroom.

I take my time getting ready since Jeremy’s on the phone. No matter what he says, he deserves privacy to deal with business.

When I finally emerge from the bathroom, Jeremy is still on the phone.

“Fine. I’ll be there.” He hangs up and throws the phone onto the bed. “Damnit.”

“What’s wrong?” I hold up my hand before he can answer. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. It’s none of my business.”

He stalks toward me. Unfortunately, he put on his sweatpants while he was on the phone. But his chest is still on display, so I still get to ogle him while he approaches.

“Eyes up here, Princess.”

“But I had a pretty view.”

“My face isn’t a pretty view?”

“Maybe if you smile and your dimples are on display.”

He smiles and I watch his dimples appear. Yep, it’s a pretty view, too.

“Now.” He grasps my hands and yanks. I fly forward into his body. His hard body I enjoy touching.