Chapter 4 #2
When they stepped inside, he could tell she was impressed.
Hell, so was he. Every time he walked into his home, he couldn’t believe it was his.
His younger self would call this a mansion, and it really was.
Five bedrooms, each with their own bathroom, high ceilings, tons of floor-to-ceiling windows, and all the newest appliances.
He lived like a king, and so did Tyree. His mother also lived like royalty.
He made sure to upgrade their homes and keep them laced with the finest things as well. Life was most definitely good.
“Welcome to my home.” He bowed dramatically.
She rolled her eyes at his antics. “It’s really nice.”
“’Preciate that.”
He gave her a quick tour before he took her to the second floor. He opened one of the guest rooms, the one closest to his room, and allowed her to walk through. She looked around with wide eyes. “This is so nice. Way better than Isla’s couch.”
He had the urge to tell her she could stay as long as she wanted, but he refrained. Slow and easy.
“You want to eat your food in here or go back to the kitchen?” he asked instead.
She sighed as she sat on the queen-sized bed. “In here, I think. I’m exhausted and just want to shower and get some rest.”
He figured she would say that. He was pretty good at reading people. “Bet. I’ll bring you a T-shirt you can wear to bed. I’m right next door if you need anything.”
“Thank you, Nico.”
He nodded and offered her a smile. “The pleasure’s all mine, sweetheart.”
He left the door open so he could grab her a shirt. He smiled the entire time. He was about to have fun getting to know little miss Remedie.
The smell of food woke him out of his dead sleep. Nico was disoriented as he tried to figure out where the smell came from. He always slept really hard after a fight, but as the remnants of sleep fell away from his mind, he immediately remembered Remedie.
He sprang out of bed at the thought of her and grabbed his phone from the nightstand.
It was already ten in the morning. He quickly made his way into his bathroom and handled his hygiene.
He needed to smell irresistible to Remedie at all times.
He wanted her badly, and every woman loved a man who smelled good.
By the time he was dressed, his stomach growled, leading him straight toward the kitchen and toward his future woman.
He stood back and watched as she plated the food that smelled heavenly.
All she wore was his T-shirt he’d given her the night before to sleep in, and his dick fought to get loose from the gray joggers he wore.
The way her petite frame drowned in the shirt but still displayed her perky titties and thick thighs turned him on in the worst ways.
“Good morning,” he finally said in his deep morning voice.
She jumped slightly, and her eyes met his.
She blushed before she spoke. “Good morning. You’re just in time.
Breakfast is ready.” He moved further into the kitchen and sat down in front of the plate she’d placed on the counter.
“You weren’t lying when you said you had nothing in your kitchen.
I really had to scrape something together.
I promise I can do better than this. I just need to go grocery shopping.
I made protein pancakes with souffle eggs and turkey bacon. ”
It sounded healthy, which wasn’t what he wanted straight after a fight, but it smelled good as hell. He looked at her and realized she was still rambling, and he noticed that must be something she did when she was nervous.
Reaching a hand over to cover hers, he said, “It looks good as hell.”
She smiled in relief. “I hope you like it.”
He took a bite of the pancakes first, and his eyes widened.
He didn’t think protein pancakes could taste so good.
These would be perfect for his training diet.
Next were the eggs, and he thought he’d died and gone to heaven.
He’d never been a big egg person, but he ate them because he knew they were good for his protein intake.
These made him want them every damn day.
Last was the turkey bacon that was cooked to perfection.
Though he preferred pork bacon, this would do for now.
He glanced up at her. “You willing to move in here?”
Her face immediately scrunched up. “Excuse me?”
He chuckled. Her little reactions were so damn cute to him.
“This position is a live-in position. During training weeks, I would need six to eight meals a day to keep my weight up. Off weeks, I still probably eat that much, just less structured. Those weeks are when I’m bad and eat whatever I want.
I’d need you to be here so you could make sure I’m fed. ”
His eyes traveled down her body as he licked his lips. When he got to her face again, he saw her cheeks were bright red. He also noticed her nipples poking through the shirt she wore. His thick brow rose as he waited for her to respond.
“I guess I didn’t really expect to live with you—”
“Pay is five thousand a week.”
Her eyes bulged, and quicker than he could blink, she said, “Deal.”
He sat back with a cocky smile. “Go pack yo’ shit, sweetheart. You start tomorrow.”