Sorina scoots off the bed, practically running to Samuel’s side.
“You kids got plans for this evening?” Blake’s voice is light but still stern enough to cause Samuel’s eyes to widen.
“We were going to sit in Sori’s room and watch a movie, sir.”
“Keep the door open, understood?” Blake says, his voice deepening.
That tone is hot.
“Yes, sir.”
Sorina kisses Blake’s cheek. “Night, Dad.”
“Goodnight, hon.”
“Night, Mom.”
“Night, Sorina.”
She and Samuel slide from the room, locking hands as soon as they hit the hallway. I grin shaking my head. That girl is totally infatuated with him. It’s nerve-racking and cute all at the same time.
Blake grabs the tray and sits it on the floor. Stripping off his shirt, he climbs in next to me and pulls me into his embrace.
“Who’s on patrol tonight?”
“Dresden,” he says kissing my temple.
I nuzzle his neck, flicking my tongue against his skin. He moans, his fingers skimming across my back and before I know it, we’re lost in each other again. I could spend every minute, of every day, wrapped in him like this and it wouldn’t bother me one bit.
16
~Lily~
I watched Blake sleep all night. He was so restless. We’ve sat around the island in the kitchen for the last hour waiting for everyone to get up. I sip my coffee as he strolls to the stereo system. A slow, romantic number filters through the speakers.
“Lily.”
He’s standing in the middle of the living room, holding his hand out toward me, a sexy smile on his lips. Teresa chuckles, turning to wash the dishes. A sly grin tugs at my lips as I stand to join him. His eyes never leave mine as my feet carry me to the center of the room.
His hand is warm, mine sliding to fit perfectly in his. He tugs and pulls me against him, wrapping his arms around my waist. My hands glide up his biceps and I lace my fingers behind his neck. He nuzzles my neck as we move to the music.
“My Lily,” he whispers against my skin, sending a wave of body clenching desire through me.
“Yes. Yours, baby. Always.”
He groans and holds me tighter. I lay my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes and letting everything else melt away. He’s going to talk to the other women about the wedding today. I don’t want him to know, but the mere thought of a gown makes me cringe. I’m not sure my nerves can handle all that. Deep down, I prefer Vegas, but in our current situation that isn’t possible, and asking him to wait isn’t going to happen either.
“May I cut in?”
Vlad has a stupid grin on his face as Blake straightens and holds my hand out toward him. He takes it and places his other hand on my hip. We move in a small circle around the floor, more ballroom style. Vlad, despite his looks and demeanor, is a good dancer and very graceful. He spins me a few times and I laugh openly.
“You look well, Lily.”
“I feel much better. Thanks for holding down the fort, Vlad.”
He scoffs. “Well, someone’s got to be the adult around here.”
He twirls me around again, carefree and laughing like I’ve never seen him. As the song ends, he pulls me against his chest, and I don’t hesitate to put my arms around him.