Bad Seed

“Oh,” she said as she took it. “Well, thank you.”

“No eat?” Lanie asked.

I looked down at my niece as her big doe eyes looked back up at me. I knew she had been looking forward to staying. Part of me had entertained the idea as we walked here, but when Amanda opened the door, I knew I had to find a way out of this.

She was too alluring, and her skin looked too soft for me to be having dinner with her alongside my niece.

“Wanna come over?” Lanie asked.

“Lanie, I’m sure she has—”

“If the offer is on the table, I’d love to.”

My eyes found hers, and there was a brightness to them that hadn’t been there when she opened the door. Her eyes ran down my body before she found Lanie’s smile, and I watched a grin crawl across her cheeks. I could feel the electricity surging through my veins as I thought about kissing that exposed shoulder of hers. My toes curled at the idea of her whimpering at the way my beard would trail along the dip in her waist.

It was going to be dangerous to live beside someone like her.

“Then come on,” I said as I took Lanie’s hand.

“Let me slip some shoes on.

Lanie skipped ahead of us as she ran back to the cabin. I was carrying the pot of chili I’d made for Amanda while she limped alongside me. I could see the wince on her face every time she took a step, and I had to fight back the urge to throw her over my shoulder cave man style and carry her back to my place.

We settled at my kitchen table and dug into the food. I poured us all some soda and grabbed Lanie her sippy cup. Amanda hummed with every bite of the food she took, and I had to take deep breaths just to keep my cock at bay.

“This chili is delicious,” she said. “I can’t cook anything like this.”

“It’s easy,” I said. “Throw some stuff into a pot and let it simmer.”

“Yeah, you say that until I tell you I once burned an egg trying to hard boil it.”

I raised my head and looked at her. “So no one ever taught you how to cook?”

I watched a curtain of sadness drape over her features before she drew in a short breath.

She ignored my question when she finally spoke. “This chili’s really good. If you haven’t written down the recipe, you should. Someone somewhere will want it from you someday.”

I watched her lips curl over the spoon, and I shifted in my seat. Fuck, this woman dripped with sexual energy. The curves of her body and the slope of her waist. The way her jet-black hair cascaded down her long porcelain neck. The marks I could paint on her skin would leave a game of connect-the-dots that spanned her entire fucking body if she gave me one night with her.

What the hell had gotten into me? My niece was sitting right here, and I was all I could do to keep my dick from breaking my zipper.

A phone rang in the room, and I welcomed the distraction. I left the table to answer it and saw her eyes trail after me. I could see her reflection in the window as I picked up the phone, her eyes darting around my features before sneaking down to my ass.

My pelvis heated at the fact that she was studying me like I was trying not to study her.

“Hello?”

“Brian, it’s me.”

“Hey, Luther,” I said to my lawyer.

“Listen, I’ve got an issue that’s arisen,” he said.

My jaw clenched. “What’s up?”

“Lanie’s father has lawyered up. He’s taking you to court for custody”

I looked over at the kitchen table and saw Amanda playing with Lanie. Lanie was giggling, and Amanda was tickling her feet. My eyes settled onto the scene and took it all in before I stepped out of the room, padding down the hallway with the phone still by my ear.