Evangeline woke up from the warm sensation on her cheeks. Opening her eyes, she saw Eric's blurry face.
"Wake up, Eve. It's time to go buy ingredients."
"Mmm . . . ," she groaned in protest, forcing herself to sit on the bed. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her limbs, yawning along the way.
"If you're still sleepy, it's fine if you go back to bed," Eric said, walking towards his closet with only his boxers on.
Any drowsiness in Evangeline's system disappeared as her eyes savored the fine specimen of a man parading in front of her. She bit her lips, and her pupils widened, afraid to miss any details when Eric put on his pants. His firm butt was flexing, showing those dimples on each side, which she found cute.
Feeling the heated eyes on him, Eric turned and found Evangeline staring at him with her bottom lip between her teeth. And when she realized she was caught staring, the smile on her face changed to a full-blown grin.
