shoulder.
As she glanced back to lock onto what he was looking at, her mouth formed a giant O . His gaze landed on her bed. She whipped her head around to glare at him. “Have you been watching me sleep?” A strange flutter filled her belly and tingled straight between her legs.
Grinning, he said, “When I wasn’t hammering.” Bang. Bang.
Her mind suddenly went straight to the metaphor of his comment. All she could see was his toned, sexy body pressed on top of her as he slowly fucked her into oblivion. His cock sliding vigorously inside her pussy as she clawed at his firm ass, rocking her hips, driving him deeper. She swallowed hard and shook the naughty thoughts from her head.
I really need to stop doing that.
She went to close the window, but he grabbed the frame before she could. “You sleep like an angel, by the way. I’ll meet you in the living room and you can help me with the shutters until Cooper gets back.” The mention of Cooper’s name had her cheeks heating and her lips throbbing in memory.
She pushed the window back open. “Why’s Cooper coming back? Isn’t he working on the fence with Tyler today?”
Hunter arched a curious brow. “Tyler said he wanted Cooper to get started on your father’s books. He needs you to show him the financials so he can start managing the records.”
Of course . She could slap herself. Stop getting so worked up over that kiss. It was nothing. “Oh,” she breathed. “Right, the financial records, perfect.”
Again she went to close the window, but Hunter stopped her. “By the way, you look very pretty when you wake up.”
She gasped. Stunned, she instantly touched her head and realized what a mess her hair was, and then darted into the bathroom to brush her wild bedhead, pulling it back up into a ponytail.
Hunter called out after her in a sarcastic tone, “Don’t worry, I’ll close your window.” His chuckle could be heard all the way into the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, Abby strolled out of her room, dressed and presentable. She looked nothing like she had when she rolled out of bed. She swallowed, licking her dry lips as her eyes finally found Cooper. He was already standing in the kitchen, sipping coffee that she assumed Sophia had made along with the best-smelling breakfast.
“Good morning,” Cooper said warmly as his gaze settled on her. The corner of his mouth lifted into a devilish grin. She couldn’t slow the fast beat of her heart. Her eyes slowly darted to his mouth, and then to his eyes, which reminded her of how easy it was to let a man so enticing kiss her.
Stop thinking like that .
Clearing her lusty thoughts and throat, she replied, “Good morning.” She paused, stepping over to watch her friend cook. “Wow, Sophia, that smells amazing.”
“I’m glad you think so. Now, grab yourself a cup of coffee or water, and find a spot at the table. I’m going to bring you over a nice plate of food. Then you and Cooper can start working on your father’s records.” She returned to the stove with a black plate in her hand and started spooning out eggs, bacon, and pancakes.
Abby sat down and Cooper pulled out the seat beside her. On the table in front of him were her father’s financial journals, and in front of her appeared a steaming plate of food. It didn’t take her but a second to grab her fork and start digging in.
When Cooper caught her off guard with that kiss, she’d forgotten all about being hungry, but once the aroma of Sophia’s cooking slammed into her nostrils, she remembered all too well that she was starving. Pouring syrup all over her pancakes, she jabbed her fork into the soft, warm breading and shoved it into her mouth, closing her eyes as the warm, buttery, maple goodness rolled around in her mouth and slowly slid down her throat. When she opened her eyes, Cooper was staring at her in the same heated way he had done the night before.
“Did you enjoy that?”
Nodding with a growing smile, she repeated