back into the covers.
Morgan squirmed out of her grasp. “Seriously, Parker. I need to get home.”
Parker pinned her down. “Seriously. Do you have a six a.m. class?”
“No.”
“Then get dressed and have breakfast with me.” She phrased the request as a gentle command. “Did you drive to the bar?”
Parker watched the “oh shit” expression cross her face and reached out to grab her hand. “No worries. Let’s have breakfast and I’ll take you to your car. You’ll still have time to get to wherever you need to be today. I promise.”
Pulling her hand away, Morgan remarked, “You get up earlier than most law students I know.”
Parker grinned. “Are you in the habit of noticing the sleeping patterns of law students?” The frozen look on Morgan’s face was a clear sign she had said the wrong thing, and she scrambled to recover. “Besides, I haven’t always been a student.”
“Is that so?”
“That is definitely so,” Parker replied. A moment of silence passed during which Parker was at once hurt and relieved Morgan didn’t press her for more detail. She took the absence of follow-up questions to mean Morgan wasn’t interested in anything more than a physical relationship. The realization stung, but she pushed past it. Grabbing Morgan’s hand, she pulled her from the bed. “Come on, I need coffee.”
Moments later, Parker ushered Morgan into the kitchen. They were greeted by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sleepy Kelsey James greedily sipping from a large mug. Parker felt Morgan stiffen. She spoke to lighten the mood.
“Good morning, Doctor. You look like you could use a good night’s sleep instead of the monster cup of java you’re working on.”
“You’re so observant, Parker. I could actually use about two full days of sleep, but I’m only here to change and this is my quick salvation.” Kelsey raised her eyebrows in question and nodded toward Morgan.
“Sorry, I’m impossibly rude before caffeine. Kelsey James, I’d like you to meet my…friend, Morgan Bradley. Morgan, this is one of my roommates, Kelsey James.” Glancing back and forth between the two, Parker asked, “Better?”
Morgan shook Kelsey’s outstretched hand, murmuring, “Nice to meet you.” Despite the polite veneer, Parker sensed Morgan’s desire to crawl under a rock rather than be seen so obviously dressed in clothes from the day before. She shot a look at her, willing Kelsey to get the picture and exit gracefully. She did exit, though not gracefully.
“As much as I would love to have a leisurely breakfast with you two, I better get going. Morgan, it was good to meet you. Maybe next time we’ll have time to talk. I’m a great source for intel on your breakfast partner.” With a wicked smile, Kelsey grabbed her mug and strode out of the room, impervious to the daggers Parker was shooting her way.
“So, you have roommates,” Morgan said dryly.
“I do. Most of the time, I enjoy the company. Today, not so much.”
Morgan reached across the table, placing her hand on Parker’s. “She seems very nice. I’m sorry if I seemed unfriendly. I’m a little anxious about all I have to get done today. Would you mind taking me to my car now?”
Parker battled the disappointment away from her expression. She sensed Morgan’s desire for a quick morning-after exit had little to do with anxiety over her schedule, but she decided not to pursue the point. “At least let me get you a cup of coffee to go?”
Morgan nodded and moments later, they were speeding away in Parker’s car to the scene of their first meeting.
*
Parker nearly jumped out of her skin before she realized the noise was nothing more than someone knocking at her bedroom door. She had been studying, or at least pretending to study, since Friday evening. Now it was Sunday afternoon and she felt as though she’d accomplished nothing other than stewing in her thoughts about Morgan. “What is it?” she called out.
The door
Morgan squirmed out of her grasp. “Seriously, Parker. I need to get home.”
Parker pinned her down. “Seriously. Do you have a six a.m. class?”
“No.”
“Then get dressed and have breakfast with me.” She phrased the request as a gentle command. “Did you drive to the bar?”
Parker watched the “oh shit” expression cross her face and reached out to grab her hand. “No worries. Let’s have breakfast and I’ll take you to your car. You’ll still have time to get to wherever you need to be today. I promise.”
Pulling her hand away, Morgan remarked, “You get up earlier than most law students I know.”
Parker grinned. “Are you in the habit of noticing the sleeping patterns of law students?” The frozen look on Morgan’s face was a clear sign she had said the wrong thing, and she scrambled to recover. “Besides, I haven’t always been a student.”
“Is that so?”
“That is definitely so,” Parker replied. A moment of silence passed during which Parker was at once hurt and relieved Morgan didn’t press her for more detail. She took the absence of follow-up questions to mean Morgan wasn’t interested in anything more than a physical relationship. The realization stung, but she pushed past it. Grabbing Morgan’s hand, she pulled her from the bed. “Come on, I need coffee.”
Moments later, Parker ushered Morgan into the kitchen. They were greeted by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sleepy Kelsey James greedily sipping from a large mug. Parker felt Morgan stiffen. She spoke to lighten the mood.
“Good morning, Doctor. You look like you could use a good night’s sleep instead of the monster cup of java you’re working on.”
“You’re so observant, Parker. I could actually use about two full days of sleep, but I’m only here to change and this is my quick salvation.” Kelsey raised her eyebrows in question and nodded toward Morgan.
“Sorry, I’m impossibly rude before caffeine. Kelsey James, I’d like you to meet my…friend, Morgan Bradley. Morgan, this is one of my roommates, Kelsey James.” Glancing back and forth between the two, Parker asked, “Better?”
Morgan shook Kelsey’s outstretched hand, murmuring, “Nice to meet you.” Despite the polite veneer, Parker sensed Morgan’s desire to crawl under a rock rather than be seen so obviously dressed in clothes from the day before. She shot a look at her, willing Kelsey to get the picture and exit gracefully. She did exit, though not gracefully.
“As much as I would love to have a leisurely breakfast with you two, I better get going. Morgan, it was good to meet you. Maybe next time we’ll have time to talk. I’m a great source for intel on your breakfast partner.” With a wicked smile, Kelsey grabbed her mug and strode out of the room, impervious to the daggers Parker was shooting her way.
“So, you have roommates,” Morgan said dryly.
“I do. Most of the time, I enjoy the company. Today, not so much.”
Morgan reached across the table, placing her hand on Parker’s. “She seems very nice. I’m sorry if I seemed unfriendly. I’m a little anxious about all I have to get done today. Would you mind taking me to my car now?”
Parker battled the disappointment away from her expression. She sensed Morgan’s desire for a quick morning-after exit had little to do with anxiety over her schedule, but she decided not to pursue the point. “At least let me get you a cup of coffee to go?”
Morgan nodded and moments later, they were speeding away in Parker’s car to the scene of their first meeting.
*
Parker nearly jumped out of her skin before she realized the noise was nothing more than someone knocking at her bedroom door. She had been studying, or at least pretending to study, since Friday evening. Now it was Sunday afternoon and she felt as though she’d accomplished nothing other than stewing in her thoughts about Morgan. “What is it?” she called out.
The door
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