Chapter 37

Natalie

I wake up to the sound of music and stretch in bed while blinking in confusion. Someone is singing along. Noah?

Smiling, I take my blanket and enter the kitchen.

Noah is standing there in only his boxer briefs. His muscular backside is turned toward me, and I can see the veins moving as he dances to the rhythm of the music. His peachy ass is jiggling, and I take a deep breath.

Somehow I'm not interested in eating whatever is in that pan but dreaming of going down on my knees and biting his ass instead...

"Oh," Noah turns around, grinning at me while holding a spatula in his hand. He looks gorgeous and adds. "I went for a run earlier and thought I should make us breakfast."

I get nervous seeing him smile. It induces butterflies, but I try to remain calm, and my joy grows when I notice Emma is in the kitchen. She is lying in her stroller without a care in the world.

"You went to the store?" I ask as I approach our daughter. Her curious eyes land on mine while her pacifier is in