Three Months Later
~Nikki~
I’m at the kitchen sink, rinsing a pan out along with a few other items. There’s a window in front of me, and my mate is on full display. He’s standing at the grill, and I must say he looks delicious.
He’s wearing a ribbed tank top that hugs every muscle in his chest and torso. I watch his muscles flex as he seasons the meat and flips meat over. My hands have stopped moving, and my mind has turned to mush. Paul looks up, catching my eye. He’s caught me ogling him like he usually does. He flexes his muscles a bit and blows me a kiss. I can feel my cheeks heat up, and I refocus on what I was doing. His chuckle irritates me, but in a good way.
“And then, Im-a-b***h,-”
“Seriously Lynn?! Must you refer to her like that?”
“What would you rather I say?” I walk ou
