CHAPTER 9
AFTER MY AWKWARD moment with Brax, I took comfort in familiarity.
“Waffles please, with whipped cream and a bowl of strawberries.”
I worked on the offsetting principle. Emmy swore by it. The vitamins and s**t in the strawberries more than made up for the waffles, and the cream contained calcium and was therefore healthy.
Miranda didn’t bother to jot my order down. “And coffee?”
“You know me so well.”
A quick glance over the balcony told me Leo was also in his place, reading a paperback with the remains of lunch on a plate in front of him. Today, he wore navy blue shorts and a white polo shirt, but I couldn’t help reminiscing about the muscled ass I now knew lay underneath.
Whoops. No, I didn’t reminisce. I didn’t think about naked men, ever. Well, maybe Raul... I gave myse
