Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(136)
“No, your toes are freezing!”
“Please, I’m cold!”
“Stop!” he laughed as she kept trying to put her toes in between his thighs. When Shea fell out the bed with a loud oomph, Elli laughed so hard that she had to hold her belly because it hurt from laughing. He sat up, turning his head to glare at her. “I’m gonna get you one of these days.” Elli continued to laugh as Shea got up, and headed into the bathroom, shaking his head. “Go cook me some breakfast, woman!” he yelled from the bathroom.
“Go cook your own breakfast! I’m cold! Unless you’re gonna come warm me up, go on and make your own!” Elli yelled back.
Shea popped his head out, a devilish grin on his face, “Oh, I’ll warm you up baby, but not the way you’re asking for.”
Elli bit her bottom lip, giving him her best seductive look, “Who says that’s not the way I want to be warmed up?”
Elli stood at the stove, cooking some French toast with a grin on her face. The man rocked her world and she couldn’t get enough. The night before was a dream, nothing like that would ever have happened to her if Shea hadn’t come along. In a matter of four months, she had so many firsts that her mind spun at the thought. One first being that in the last six years, Elli never felt beautiful. Now she felt like the prettiest girl in the world, all because of him.
Elli was taking some sausage out of the fridge when her phone rang; she went over to it, seeing it was Harper.
“Hey!”
“Hey, whatcha doin?”
“Cooking some breakfast.”
“At 12?”
Elli glanced at the clock, “We got started late this morning,” Elli said with a giggle.
Harper laughed than said, “I hear ya, what y’all got planned this afternoon?”
“I don’t know yet. Like I said we just got out of bed a little while ago. We haven’t even talked about the rest of the day.”
“Well Jakob and I were wondering if you guys would meet us at a house we’re thinking about getting.”
“A house?” Elli asked as she paused in front of the island, leaning against it. When did Harper want to get a house with Jakob? A condo, Elli totally understood that, but a house?
“Yeah, I told you we were looking for something.”
“You said a condo, Harper.”
“Hey, just cause you have commitment issues doesn’t mean I do.” Elli laughed.
“I don’t have any commitment issues!”
“Yes, you do, you won’t even say you moved in when you practically already have!”
“Well, for your information Harper Allen, I am admitting now. We are moving in together,” Elli said, as warmth filled her body.
She was living with Shea! Yes, they had not worked out all the details, but damn it, she was admitting to it!
“Liar!”
Shea came into the kitchen, giving Elli a smile before grabbing the plate she had laid out for him.
“No really,” Elli said before looking over at Shea as he sat down to eat, “Honey, ain’t I moving in for real?”
“Ain’t? I mean, baby, you can’t throw in a few more syllables and say ‘Aren’t?” he said with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. Elli was surprised Harper could breathe with how hard she was laughing. Elli actually had to pull the phone away from her ear cause Harper was so loud.
“I don’t know why your laughing, you say ain’t just as much as I do!”
“Oh, I know, but it’s funny when Shea makes fun of you.”
“Shut up,” she said before looking over at her chuckling boyfriend, “You, too, and tell my best friend that we are living together!”
“We are.” Shea said before digging into his food.
“See,” Elli said as she sat down across from him with her plate.
“Fine, but it ain’t real till you tell your papa and daddy though.”
Elli thought that over. Harper was kinda right, not that she would tell her that, “Whatever, so as you were saying, y’all want us to come out and see this house?” Shea looked up confused, and Elli shrugged her shoulders.
“Yeah, it’s in Belle Meade. I’ll text you the address, we’re going out there in about an hour or so, depends when Jakob gets done at the physical therapist.”
Elli couldn’t even talk, she was speechless. They were looking at a house in Belle Meade?
“Belle Meade?”
“Yeah, can y’all make it?”
“Y’all are looking at a house in Belle Meade, where Al Gore lives?”
Harper got quiet for a moment, “He lives there?”
“Oh, my god, yeah, we’ll go.”
“Great! I’ll text you the address.”
“Alright, bye.”
“Bye”
“Where are we going?” Shea asked. He was freshly showered and dressed all sexy looking with his black thermal, and ripped up grey jeans.
“Jakob and Harper are looking at a house in Belle Meade,” Elli explained, “They want us to come and look at it.”
“Why us?”
“We are their best friends? I don’t know. I just can’t believe they are looking at houses.”