Page 33 of His Last Chase
“Take your time. I’ll be the happy Daddy in the kitchen waiting for his sleepy boy to emerge.”
Well, my slip up went as the littles in the forum said it would. I wondered how it would feel to say the word while fully coherent.
Daddy.
I practiced rolling it around in my head while I dressed.
“Don’t you have to work today?” I asked Casey as he came into view, flipping pancakes like a pro.
“I did something completely out of character and called out sick today.” Casey picked up his coffee cup and proudly toasted the air.
“Professor Robinson, what has gotten into you?”
“See, I’ve got this really adorable boy I’m dating but he’s leaving soon, and I want to spend as much time as he’ll let me with him.” Was that a question he asked or a statement? Either way it lit me up from the inside.
My heart warred with itself. Those words on the tip of my tongue. Instead, I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his. “The way you talk to me.”
“How is that?”
“Like I really matter.”
“You do. More than you realize.”
Time to shelve my insecurities and give Casey one hundred percent of me. “Any plans for this weekend?”
“Kinda holding out for this really cute guy to ask me out. Maybe spend the weekend with me?” He shrugged, playing it out. “Not sure he’s that into me.”
“Oh, he’s that into you.”And then some.
“Good to know. So, this weekend?” he asked again.
Two days away.
My first weekend with my first boyfriend.
“Yes, this weekend. Need me to bring anything?”
“Just yourself. I’d say we could go out, but I’d rather keep you all to myself. If you feel otherwise let me know.”
“Honestly, life is about to get super insane for me. The idea of staying in sounds perfect, plus Sikes and Snipe will enjoy having one less body to worry about.” Wonder what Rhone and David had going on. I should get with them and see if we could all lay low and give our guards a couple of days off.
“Can you cook?” Casey asked.
“The basics, enough to get by, but I’m more of a microwave meal kind of guy. Unless Ely or Jordan is around. They’re the chefs, which is great. They get ideas for new recipes, and we get to be their test dummies.” I rubbed my hands together like a mad scientist. “Which I have zero complaints about.”
Casey laughed. “Good to know. Well, I’m no chef but I’ve been told I’m a good cook and I do enjoy doing it. I’ll plan our meals for the weekend. We can watch movies or talk. I may have a couple of board games plus you’ve got your new coloring books, too.” He plated up our food and added sprinkles and a smiley face to the top pancake on my plate.
I eyed the bag on the table, my fingers itched to color another page. “All of that sounds great to me. Do you have a pool?”
“Shoot, so much for the full tour. I do have a pool and can show you after we eat.” He sat our plates on the table along with another piled high with bacon and we dug in. Conversation came to a halt, but it wasn’t uncomfortable in the least.
“Given it’s Vegas the water is warm. Care to take a swim?” Casey asked as we finished loading the dishwasher.
“Yeah. Cool. I brought a swimsuit just in case.” Glad I’d thought ahead. Swimming in boxers was a bit revealing. Though I couldn’t deny having thoughts of Casey and I engaged in things I’d never tried… “I’ll go get changed.”
“Meet you outside.”
Deep breath, Chase,I chanted to myself as I stared in the bathroom mirror.Remember, you want this.You want Casey.