Always Only You by Chloe Liese (z-lib.org).epub

Playlist: “The Calculation,” Regina Spektor
“SO.” REN SLIDES THE MILK MY WAY ALONG WITH A SMALL CROCK OF SUGAR.
“Fabrizio, eh?”
I dump a heaping spoonful of sugar into my mug and stir, glowering at Ren.
The empty ache between my thighs is entirely his fault. I haven’t been this
sexually frustrated since I hit puberty. I know I shouldn’t have kissed him last
night. I let my heart get carried away by his swoony sweetness, and I kissed him
for it.
But I expressed regret. I made it clear it was an oopsie.
Why, then, did he have to get all flirtatious and corner us into doing tantric
yoga this morning? Now I have to suffer his absurdly sexual presence all day,
walking around with the lady version of blue balls. Just fucking great.
I take a slow breath that does nothing to cool me off, then sip my coffee. “I
chose Fabi because I get to keep up on my Italian and stay limber.”
Ren mutters something into his coffee.
“What?” I ask.
“Nothing.” He sets down his mug and gives me a look I can’t read. “Want
some breakfast?”
“What’s on the menu?”
Ren backtracks to the fridge. I make a valiant but largely unsuccessful
attempt not to stare at all the muscles made obvious by his sweat-soaked shirt
stuck to his body. “Egg whites. Berries. Turkey bacon.”
“Yuck.”
He grins over his shoulder. “Welcome to hockey season diet, Francesca.”
“Don’t you need carbs? Little bit of fat? You burn insane calories playing.”
“I do.” He closes the fridge door with his hip, arms brimming with
ingredients. “But they have to be the right ones. I make smoothies for that.”