She pulled on a robe and hurried to the top of the landing to see who it was. Blake stood outside the grand double glass doors holding two bulging grocery bags. Her heart sputtered at the sight of him, and there she was, barely dressed. She swiped a hand over her hair in a futile effort to smooth the disheveled strands as she hurried down the stairs.“Good morning,” he sang when she opened the door. He took in her state of undress with a crooked smile.“You’re early,” she said, stepping aside so he could enter.“Sarah doesn’t keep food in the house, so I thought I’d make you breakfast.” He offered her one of the two bags to carry, and she took it. The robe fell open, and he slid his free arm around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her cheek. “You look very sexy,” he said into her ear.He headed toward the kitchen, leaving her standing there, mouth agape, while her mind raced to catch up with what had just happened. Andrea pushed the door shut with her foot and followed him, clutching the robe closed with her free hand.
