Double Daddy Trouble

She chewed on her bottom lip. “I don't know, Isaac.”

“Why don't you know?”

“I don't know if it means something that you showed up on my doorstep at 11 o’clock at night. Does it?”

“Do you want it to? That’s the question you need to answer before you let me in.”

Her eyes fell to the porch floor. She nodded. My finger lifted her chin upward. “Let me inside,” I commanded.

Slowly, she took a step backward, creating a wide gap. I strolled over the threshold, knowing there was no going back. I had one more night. One more night to take something I wanted. Then I'd hand her back over to my best friend. I wouldn't touch her again. I’d keep my word. I always did.

“Can I get you something to drink?” Vanessa asked.

“Sure. What do you have?”

“Wine. I have a lot of wine.”

I didn't like the stuff. I was surprised a Texas girl didn't have a fridge full of beer, but I wouldn't hold that against her tonight. There were other things that mattered more.

“Ok. I guess I'll have a glass of whatever you’re having.”

Vanessa rounded the island, carrying two huge goblets of red wine. She placed one in my hand. “I still can't believe you’re here.” Her eyes lifted to mine. “I’m used to seeing you on TV. Or from the box. But here … it feels surreal to have you in my kitchen.”

“Are you glad I stopped by?” I took a step, concealing how I really felt abou

t the taste of the wine. I gulped it, hoping I felt a buzz quickly.

“I guess I shouldn't be shocked by anything anymore. If the last two weeks have taught me anything, is that I should expect the unexpected.”

“And you are quite the unexpected.” I grinned.

“Me?”

I could feel it. My cock twitched. The sexual energy between us was there. As real and potent as the blood pumping through my veins.

I put my glass on the counter. Cupping her cheek with my palm I traced over her lips with my thumb. I almost growled. I couldn't believe I was this hard just by staring into her eyes. Eyes so blue a man could forget his own name. I leaned down, brushing my mouth over her lips, inhaling the taste of wine from her tongue as I pushed inside her mouth with a ravenous hunger for her. She moaned.

“Isaac.” She breathed my name.

There was no way I was going home before I took her to bed. That sound was everything.

“Yes?” My hands rounded over her ass. It was firm and full. God, I closed my eyes. Every part of her body made me hard.

“I agreed to the engagement today.”

I saw the questions in her eyes.

“It doesn’t change what’s happening right now,” I assured her. “Tomorrow is different. Tonight you’re not engaged. You understand?”

She nodded, offering her lips again. I kissed her, taking my time to explore all the corners of her mouth.

The kiss came to an abrupt halt when the alarm buzzed.

“Miss Vanessa, you there?”

She looked at me. “I have to get it. It’s George again.”

I let her out of my arms. She tapped on the screen. “What is it George?”