“Hungry?” she asked.
“I could eat,” he said.
“How about something more than trail mix and grapes?”
He chuckled. “Yes, please.”
She grinned. “There’s a really good noodle place near here. Or we could do pizza like we talked about.”
Now Caden was grinning. At the memory of their conversation, at the fact that she was doing just what they’d said, at the fact that it gave him hope. “Feed me pizza, Red.”
Makenna pushed into a sitting position beside him and laughed. “Okay, Caden Grayson, then let’s get dressed so I can put some slices in your pie hole.”
He grabbed her around the middle and hauled her back down against him. Laughter spilled out of her, and he loved it. “My pie hole, huh?”
“Yeah,” she said. “I grew up with three brothers, remember?”
“Oh, I remember, Makenna. I remember it all,” he said, kissing the soft skin of her neck.
She sighed. “This isn’t going to lead to pizza.”
Caden laughed. “No, I guess not. Damn inconvenient stomach.”
Makenna turned in his arms, her smile so bright and open. “I know, but we need fuel.”
Oh, he liked the sound of that. “Damn straight we do.” He gave her a slow, lingering kiss, making sure to rake his spider bites over her lip.
“I’m sorry, what were you saying?” she said, her voice all breathy and sexy.
“Pizza.”
“Right, pizza it is,” she said, sitting up again and scooting out of bed. Tussled hair fell over her shoulders. His T-shirt hung loosely on her body, her legs bare beneath. God, she was so pretty she struck him dumb. “Would you like to shower?”
Caden got out of her bed and stretched, getting hard again because of the way she was staring at him. Like she was starving. He stalked around the bed, laser focused on her.
“What?” she asked, grinning and backing up.
In one smooth motion, he bent and lifted her into a fireman’s carry.
She gasped and burst into laughter. “Why are you carrying me?”
He made for the bathroom. “I didn’t want you to get away.”
“I wasn’t trying to get away!” She chuckled.
“One can never be too sure,” he said, placing her gently on her feet in the big walk-in shower. And even though he said it as a joke, it was the damn truth. “Yes to taking a shower.” He stepped out of his boxers and chucked them outside of the stall, then stood and let her look her fill.
Makenna’s gaze raked over him, and he felt it like a physical caress. “I think I’m overdressed,” she offered, pulling his shirt over her head and dropping her panties until she was all beautiful naked curves before him. “Much better.”
All he could do was nod.
She reached for the water knob. “How hot do you like it?” She slanted her gaze at him with a sexy little smile.
“However hot you like it, Red.”
Water rained down on them, and steam slowly filled the space.
“I think…” She swallowed hard. “I think we might be a little delayed getting to the pizza.”
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