He shakes his head and curses under his breath before muttering, “Nothing.”

“I don’t have time to deal with your weird mood, Ty. I have to work. Stay if you want to stay, go if you want to go. I’ll be in the office.”

I march away, but before I reach the door to the office, Ty spins me around and kisses me hard, then pulls away. “I have work to do too. I’ll be in the living room.”

With that he stomps away.

And men say women are moody.

Chapter Twelve

TY

She’s gorgeous when she’s asleep. For the first time since I’ve begun staying with her all night, she’s still asleep when I wake up, and it is a sight to behold. She’s curled on her side, facing me, her hands tucked under her chin. She’s breathing deeply as I gently brush her hair off her cheek and kiss her forehead.

I want nothing more than to pull her under me and wake her up with my cock inside her, but unfortunately, that’s not in the cards for this morning.

I have a surprise.

I move gently, careful not to wake Lo, pull on my jeans and T-shirt, and pad down to my car to pull the poster-size prints along with my tools out of the back of my Jeep.

I hope she likes this. It could go either way.

As carefully as possible, I hang the three pictures on her office wall and stand back to admire my handiwork. Whoever did these covers is an amazing artist.

Now to go get her.

She’s still curled up on her side when I walk back into her bedroom and crawl onto the bed. I wrap my arm around her, lining my body up with hers, and kiss her cheek, breathing her in.

“Wake up, sweetness.”

“Mmm.” She wiggles closer to me, snuggling against me.

She’s so fucking sweet. “Hey.” I push my hand into her soft auburn hair and gently caress her scalp. “You need to wake up.”

“Okay.” She sighs and wraps her arm around my waist and goes right back to sleep.

“I know you’re sleepy, but I have something for you, baby.”

“Sounds good.” She grabs on to my back and then frowns and opens those amazing blue eyes. “Why are you dressed?”

“Because I have something for you.” I grin.

“Do I have to get out of bed?”

“Yes.” I chuckle and kiss her forehead. “Come on.”

“Why don’t you get undressed and we’ll try out that whole morning-sex thing you’ve been talking about?”

“Very tempting, sweetheart.” So fucking tempting.

“Okay.” She rolls to her back and stretches, yawns, and flutters her heavy eyes. The blankets fall, revealing her pink-tipped breasts, and I can’t resist leaning over and kissing one hard nub. “Keep that up and we’ll stay here.” She sinks her fingers in my hair.

“Fair enough.” I pull away. “Let’s go.”

She takes my hand as I help her from the bed, and I wrap my white shirt around her, buttoning just the middle two buttons.

“No naked today?”

I laugh as I guide her down the stairs to her office. “I get distracted when you’re naked.” When we get to the doorway, I hold my hands over her eyes and guide her inside.

“Surprise,” I whisper in her ear, and pull my hands away. Her hands cover her mouth as she turns a half circle, gazing at all three of her covers blown up and framed, hanging on her wall.

“When did you do this?” She turns to me and watches me with wide blue eyes.

“I had them made yesterday after you left my office, but I hung them this morning.”

“I can’t leave them up.”

I step to her and tip her head back to look up at me. “Yes, you can. This is your home, Lauren, and you should have these on your wall. No one but you and me comes in here anyway.”

“Why did you do this?” she whispers.

“Because I saw you looking at my diplomas on my office wall. You need to have these on display. It’s a big deal, Lauren. Be proud of yourself. God knows I’m so fucking proud of you I’m bursting.”

She jumps in my arms, wraps those long-as-hell legs around my waist, grips my face in her hands, and kisses the fuck out of me. I plant my hands on her ass and carry her over to the wall, where I can support her with my body and I can touch her freely.

“I want you, right now,” she murmurs against my lips. Her hands are clenched in my hair, holding me still so she can continue to plunder my mouth with her own.

I let her set the pace. She’s circling her hips against mine, pushing her naked pussy against my crotch, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

I swear to God, her lithe body is going to fucking kill me.

She grips both sides of the shirt she’s wearing and yanks hard, ripping the buttons free. “God, I can’t get close enough to you.”

“I fucking love your body,” I growl, and pull a nipple into my mouth, tugging with my teeth, rolling my tongue over it.

“Shirt off,” she orders.

“I kind of like this sexy bossy side to you, sweetness.”

Her eyes are hot as she watches me jerk my T-shirt over my head and toss it aside.

Just when I thought I couldn’t get any harder, she leans down, bites my shoulder, and makes me want to come out of my skin.

“I love your tats.” She grins and traces the yin and yang with her fingertip.

“I’ve noticed.” I laugh and plant my hands on the globes of her ass, hitching her up higher. I pull one hand around to her clit and then slide two fingers easily inside her. “You’re so fucking wet, sweetheart.”