Page 61 of Presuming You

“Hey.” She smiled.

I pushed the hem of her hoodie upwards, and felt my entire body buzz when I saw her exposed skin.

“Are you gonna feed me, or what?” she asked.

I chuckled and leaned against her. “Stay with me today,” I commanded gently.

She raised her brows. “Will you stuff my tummy whenever I’m hungry?”

I laughed. “Of course.”

“Do I get to keep this hoodie?” She hugged herself.

I smiled. “Yes. This, and a few more.”

She narrowed her eyes. “No materialism, Underwood.”

“Seriously? But you justaskedto keep the one you’re wearing.”

“Yeah, and I’ll pay you for it with cuddles and kisses. I like this one, so I only want this one.”

“And how do you know you won’t like the others?” I questioned.

She shrugged, but said nothing.

I arched a brow. “I have a coral one that I know you’ll look stellar in.”

She tilted her head to the side. “Do I wanna know why you have acoralhoodie? Should I be worried?”

I laughed. “It’s a sample for this year’s Fall Collection edition. Haven’t you seen those?”

“I saw them on your website. They are pretty pricey for a broke ass like me.”

I shook my head at her sharp humor. “The one that I have is yours, then.”

She looked conflicted. “No.” She bit her bottom lip. “I only want this.” She tapped her chest. “You can wear the coral one for me.”

I smirked. “And here I thought you needed more excuses to gimme cuddles and kisses. 2 hoodies account for 2 days of make-outs. And you get to experience my impressive cooking skills. It’s a great deal.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, but let me text my mum and Kenzie to let them know where I’m gonna be today.”

“Andtomorrow,” I corrected her.

“We have shoot tomorrow.”

I pulled our phones out and sent a quick text to Ross from mine, and within seconds, he replied back.

“Wedon’thave shoot tomorrow,” I said to Zaira, and then showed her Ross’s reply.

“‘I need more time to figure my shit out, dickhead.’ That’s what you wrote?” She looked so shocked.

I chuckled. “Yup. Ross doesn’t mind being called one, because he knows heisone.” His reply to my message was: “You do you, asswipe.”

Zaira shook her head. “Hollywood people are crazy.”

I laughed, and watched as she texted her mom and Kenzie.

“Here.” She gave me back her phone. “I am officially yours. So, what are we gonna do today and tomorrow?”