She winked. “But I’m sure your boyfriend will.”
Sabrina refrained from fanning herself. Just thinking about how Daniel would warm her in the coming winter months made her break out in hot flashes.
“Will that be all for today?” the woman asked.
“Yes, thank you.”
Sabrina waited as her credit card was processed. Then she lifted the bag from the counter and left the store.
She felt good. It was nice to get out of the apartment and interact with other people. Sure, it was more fun when Daniel was with her, but she didn’t really need him to entertain her. She just needed to make acquaintances. And find other things to do. She still had the brochure from the Met. Maybe she could occasionally go to some of the events they were holding. It would help her pass the time while Daniel was at work. It would also give her things to talk about with him when he got home in the evenings. The last thing she wanted to be was a girlfriend who had nothing to contribute. She didn’t want to be a pretty trophy. She wanted to be his partner, his best friend—and tonight, his passionate lover.
6
Sabrina didn’t know what time Daniel had finally come home the previous night, but she’d waited up for him until past midnight before she’d given up and slipped out of the sexy teddy she’d bought and into one of her regular nightgowns. Daniel had called only briefly to tell her that he’d give her a rain check for dinner, but had been unable to tell her when he would be home.
She opened her eyes, the smell of bacon drifting to her from the kitchen. She yawned and stretched, then sat up and looked around. Daniel was cooking breakfast—bacon and eggs.
She quickly freshened up in the bathroom, threw on a robe and walked, curious, into the kitchen.
“Morning, beautiful,” Daniel said with a vibrant smile. “Hungry?”
“Starving,” she confessed. She’d only snacked on a few things from the fridge the night before, since she had counted on going out for dinner with him and not been prepared to cook anything.
Daniel pulled her into his arms. “About last night… ”
She turned her face to look past him, not wanting to show him that she was disappointed that he hadn’t kept his promise. But Daniel shelved her chin and forced her to look at him.
“I’m very sorry. I know we meant to go out. But I’m afraid that sometimes I have to deal with emergencies, and yesterday was an emergency. The deal would have fallen apart if I hadn’t acted quickly. You understand that, don’t you?”
His eyes begged for forgiveness.
“Of course, I do.” She sighed. “It’s just… ”
“It’s just what?”
“I’d rather you don’t make promises at all than break them.”
He nodded, his expression serious now. “You’re right. Forgive me?”
She hesitated, but she knew she had to say this. “And don’t ever think you can buy me off with cash. I don’t want your money.”
He pulled back a little. “Buy you off?”
“Yes, yesterday. You gave me money to go shopping.”
“Oh that.” He tilted his head to the side. “I didn’t mean to buy you off.”
“It felt like it.”
“Sorry.” He placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Can I make it up to you with bacon and eggs?”
She rolled her eyes. “And now you’re doing the same with food!” She chuckled. “You’re hopeless!”
He laughed softly. “Yes, hopelessly in love with you.” He pulled her flush against him. “So, how about breakfast? Or would you rather skip it?” He tossed a suggestive look in the direction of the bedroom.
“Breakfast. I didn’t eat much for dinner. I’m starved.”
“Breakfast it is. Take a seat. I’ll serve you.”
Daniel prepared two plates with bacon and eggs and carried them to the dining room table, then poured two glasses of orange juice and set them next to the plates. Sabrina sat down, and Daniel took the chair opposite her.
“This smells delicious. I thought you said you can’t cook.”
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