(Book five in the Connected series)
Do you believe in soul mates? That there is one person out there who you’re supposed to meet and fall in love with? One person who completes you? My name is Miley and I do because I found mine. I’ve never been the kind of girl who needed a man to feel complete, until I met Jonathan. Now I can’t bear to spend a night away from him. Let me tell you our story - the most beautiful love story even if I do say so myself. You’ll fall head over heels for my man, I know you will. Come and meet Mr Cooper.
“Good morning.” I almost growl, my voice a little husky from sleep.
“Good morning, beautiful. Did you sleep well?” he asks, running his thumb over my jaw.
“Really, really well.” I smile.
“Have I told you that your husky morning voice turns me on?” he half smiles at me and leans in for a kiss. I quickly back away and put my hand on his chest to keep him down.
“No kisses, I need to brush my teeth.” I cover my mouth as I speak.
“I don’t want to wait that long.” he growls and pulls me back to him kissing me thoroughly.
“Jonathan! That is gross! No kisses before I brush my teeth. Rule number one.”
“You taste just fine to me.” he laughs.
I hate to admit it, but he tastes just fine too, maybe more than fine. Okay, maybe he tastes bloody delicious. Before I decide to taste him again, I climb off the bed and slip on my robe. I hear a thud behind me and turn to see Jonathan shooting out of bed so fast he makes me jump.
“What are you doing?” he scowls at me.
“What? I’m going to make coffee?”
“What is this?” he tugs at the belt on my dressing down and it falls open.
“My dressing gown? I’m cold and I need coffee. What is wrong with you?” I laugh taking the belt in my hands again to tie it back up.
“No, no, no, NO! No dressing gowns.” he tells me shaking his head.
“I’m not making coffee naked, Jonathan.”
“Can you at least wear my t-shirt? Please? Not this awful monstrosity.” he tugs at my belt and manages to disrobe me.
“What’s wrong with my dressing gown?”
“Miley, it has rubber ducks on it.”
“And your point is?” I bend and scoop up his t-shirt and slip it on. His eyes darken instantly, it isn’t long on me at all and he can see everything.
“Rubber ducks do nothing for my erection.”
“Well, maybe that’s a good thing seeing as I don’t have time for that this morning.” I call over my shoulder as I walk out of my bedroom and to the kitchen.
“I can build it into my schedule, don’t you worry about that.” he calls after me.
I’m busy making the coffee when I feel a warm hand slide up my thigh. I’m pushed forward against the counter and a warm wall of naked Jonathan is pressed to my back. I look up at the clock in my kitchen. Six forty-five. Okay, maybe I have a little time.
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