When her body goes loose, I drag my hand from between her legs and kiss her with her musky scent floating between us. I pull back to whisper, “I can’t wait to get you in my mouth.”
She smiles, a soft, sated smile. “Mmm. You sure are full of surprises. You don’t back down from much, do you?”
“Never, when one of my girls needs something.” I kiss her. “Your needs are my favorite to fill.”
“Sex over making peanut butter and jelly?”
“I know, I’m amazing.”
That makes her laugh out loud.
“Just don’t tell the kids they’ve fallen a step lower on the rungs.”
She’s grinning when I ease her to the ground. Unexpectedly, her legs give out. I catch her, and she laughs. “Weak knees. Damn, I don’t think that’s ever happened to me before.”
Voices grow closer from inside, and I force myself to step away from KT, just as the door opens.
Poppy and Jazz come out. “Daddy,” Jazz says, excited and blessedly oblivious. “Come see what we made.”
I shove my hands into my pockets, hopefully hiding what has got to be a noticeable hard-on. “Okay, baby. Be right there.”
They go back inside, and I see Jackie herd them through the crowd. KT starts laughing. Giggling, actually. Giggling so hard, she bends in half, supporting herself on her knees.
“Sure,” I say. “Easy for you to laugh.”
She shakes her head and starts to say something, but only laughs harder.
When she straightens, I slide my hand under her hair and pull her close for a kiss.
She eases away and looks at me with affection and heat. “Does this mean we’re on? Or do you want to keep things between us off?”
Shit. She’s so direct, which doesn’t let me hide from anything, including my own delusions. “Let’s try on. If it’s too much, I’ll let you know.”
She sighs, and her hand travels down my stomach and strokes my erection. A jolt of pleasure makes me suck a sharp breath. She kisses me again. “What time do the girls go to bed?”
11
KT
“I should have slipped some Benadryl into their Kool-Aid.”
I lie on the bed in the Roxie Blue beside Laiyla. Chloe is lying perpendicular at our feet. All three of us are sipping beer.
“Potential-parent fail,” Laiyla says.
“Whoa, whoa,” I say. “Exnay on the parentingay. That’s way out of my wheelhouse. This marina is about all the commitment I can handle.”
“Just you wait,” Laiyla says. “First, you’re deciding he’s the only guy you want to date, and it seems effortless. The next thing you know, he’s dropping to one knee at Christmas dinner and you’re planning a wedding.”
“No wedding bells here. I’m only in the market for some killer sex.” I glance at my phone for the time. It’s after ten p.m. “But I’m beginning to think he fell asleep with the girls.”
“With a hot ticket like you waiting on his call?” Chloe says. “No way.”
/> “Speaking of hot tickets.” I roll my head to look at Chloe. “What’s up with you and hot cop? Why aren’t you two sleeping together, for God’s sake?”
“What? No,” Chloe says, turning her head side to side. “No, no, no. That guy’s got half of Wildfire willing to drop their panties for him, and I’m so over cheaters.”
“That doesn’t mean he’ll cheat,” Laiyla says.