(Cassidy)
We finally made it out of the shower a while later. By the time I'd dried my hair and gotten dressed, Dane was already in the kitchen.
He hadn't bothered with a shirt.
I noticed.
He noticed me noticing.
"Coffee?" he asked.
"Please."
He poured two cups and slid one across the counter to me. I wrapped my hands around it and looked at him for a moment.
I wrapped my hands around it and looked at him for a moment.
He was focused on breakfast.
Completely focused.
Like he didn't notice I was staring.
The problem was that I knew him too well.
He absolutely noticed.
He just wasn't acknowledging it.
I took a sip of coffee.
The silence between us wasn't awkward.
It wasn't strained.
It was the kind of silence that came from spending enough time with someone that conversati
