I was going to put my clothes on from last night, but the food smelled too good, so I threw on Michael’s robe which was hanging on the bathroom door. When I walked into the kitchen, Michael began to say something, but then his mouth snapped shut. The coffee he was pouring overflowed the cup.
“s**t!”
I couldn’t help but laugh, which hurt like hell because my head was pounding. A roll of paper towels was on the counter next to me so I tore off a few sheets and handed them to him. While he mopped up the mess he glanced my way, biting his lower lip.
“You look so sexy in my robe. Uh, sorry about this.” Michael gestured to where he spilled the coffee, then tossed the towels in the trash can under the sink. “Let me start again.” He poured me a cup and handed it to me with a sheepish grin. It w
