Page 308 of Safe With You
“Yeah.”
He reached for me.
Nothing dramatic.
His hand settled against my hip and drew me a little closer.
“I was trying to make you coffee.”
“You don’t even know where I keep it.”
“I know that now.”
A laugh slipped out before I could stop it.
His mouth curved.
Then the teasing left his face.
“I didn’t leave.”
I looked at him.
“I know.”
His thumb moved across the back of my hand.
And this time, I let myself believe it without looking for something else.
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
I smiled.
“I’m learning.”
“There she is.”
“Don’t push it.”
He laughed and kissed my forehead before reaching around me for the coffee.
“So how does this thing work?”
I stared at him.
“The coffee maker?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re thirty-four years old.”
“I have a different one.”
“It’s a coffee maker, Ellis.”
“And yet I’m still standing here without coffee.”
