Bryan said. The scent of coffee lured Charlotte out of her sleep. Opening her eyes, she stared across the bed to find Bryan already dressed. They were in his home like they had been for the past week. She only went home to do her work, but that hadn’t much happened because Bryan would follow her home. He distracted her too much. She’d already called Lillian for an extension on the website design. She couldn’t help it. Bryan was one hell of a distraction. He had the tools and the imagination that kept her away from her work. “Why do I have to open my eyes?” she asked. “Barbeque day. You reminded me last night to wake you up so you could go and make some of your brownies. Susan left a message asking if you’d make them.” Groaning, she started to sit up. She gathered the sheet with her to cover herself. Bryan wouldn’t let her. He pulled the seat out of her grasp, handing her a cup of steaming coffee instead. “Your bed is so much better than mine.” “I know.” He sat down beside her.
