Wild With You (The Connor Family 2)

Something twisted in my chest. I wanted to hug this kid.

"So you'll do dad things with me?" Milo continued. "Come to parents' day? Buy presents for Mom on Mother's Day?"

"Yes."

"Can I tell everyone at school I have a dad now?" he continued, almost as if he couldn't believe it.

My chest twisted some more. "Absolutely. So, what do you say? Do you give me your permission to ask your mom to marry me?"

"Yes! You have my permission."

Epilogue

Lori

One Month Later

"Wake up, sleepyhead," a soft voice murmured. I yawned, but instead of opening my eyes, I scooted closer to the source and was met with Graham's clothed chest. What the heck? Per my request, my man was sleeping only in boxers, so I could feel him up every chance I got. But now he was wearing a shirt and, by the feel of it, jeans too, which meant he'd been up for a while. I blinked open one eye, then the other. Through the glass wall of his bedroom, I noticed the sun was high up in the sky.

"What time is it?"

"Ten."

"I love lazy Saturdays. But you had a meeting this morning. How come you're home?"

The word still felt a little foreign on my tongue, even though Milo and I had moved in here a week ago. Graham had asked us to move in a while ago, but we had to wait until Milo's school year was over. I liked my house, but... I loved the villa more. There was more space, and the view of the ocean was simply amazing.

"Moved it to Monday so we could enjoy the morning together."

I detected an edge in his voice.

"Nervous about tonight?" I teased.

"Not at all."

We'd invited my family for a barbecue on the beach. They were set to arrive at six o'clock. Milo had a sleepover last night, and Will was picking him up on the way here.

That meant we had the entire morning just for us. Graham's gorgeous eyes twinkled. He was planning something; I could tell. But what?

He braced his forearms by my sides, caging me in. He kissed my neck, then kissed even lower, swiping his tongue over one nipple—because we'd negotiated a tit-for-tat arrangement when it came to pajamas; he'd sleep without a shirt only if I did too. At the moment, I was at a clear disadvantage. I was squirming by the time he moved to the other.

"What a way to wake up," I whispered on a moan. Graham moved farther down, skimming his hands over my waist and hips.

His mouth was marking a red-hot trail everywhere he kissed: my breasts, my stomach, my belly. When he nudged my thighs apart, I readily opened for him. He swiped his tongue once over my entrance, taking my clit between his lips. A bolt of heat zinged me. My hips swung upward of their own accord. A small tremor coursed through me, spreading from my center right to my toes.

"I want you," I muttered, lifting myself up on one elbow and reaching for his shoulder, tugging at his shirt. I pulled at the fabric until he relented and moved up until his mouth was level with mine. I took off his shirt as fast as possible, then the rest of his clothes. He trapped me under him, rubbing his erection against my inner thigh, teasing me. I rolled my hips invitingly, and he entered me the next second. He loved me slowly, slipping a hand between us, strumming his fingers over my clit until I exploded, taking him over the edge with me.

"I don't think my body can handle so much sexiness first thing in the morning," I whispered, curling in his arms.

"Practice makes perfect."

"I could definitely get used to it... with more practice. And since today is a lazy day..."

Graham pulled back a little, kissing my knuckles, motioning with his head to the door. "We still have some of your boxes to unpack. Thought we'd make some headway this morning."

I hid under the covers. "I think I'll go back to sleep now."

"Come on, lazy girl. You heard what Nana said.”