Meant for You (The Connor Family 3)

“Hello, Ms. Paige.” He stepped to the side, letting her in. “I’m Milo.”

“I know. I remember you from the wedding. You were the most handsome young man there, in your tuxedo.”

Milo’s smile took up his entire face. He loved being called a young man. Paige stepped inside. I’d been on edge the entire day, but just being in the same space with her made that tension go away.

She came up to me, sashaying her hips, and I was filled with a different type of tension that radiated from below my belt. “Hello to you too, handsome.” She was close enough to kiss, and those lips were calling out to me, but I couldn’t kiss her in front of Milo—not the way I wanted, anyway, which included pinning her against the wall.

I relieved her of the two enormous bags she was carrying.

“What’s this?”

“Dessert.”

“Two bags of it?”

“I might have brought some other goodies too.”

I carried the bags to the low coffee table in the living room. Paige and Milo followed. “This looks cozy,” Paige commented, glancing around.

“We cleaned up because Uncle Will wanted to impress you,” Milo piped up. I groaned. Milo wasn’t done. Raising a skeptical eyebrow, he asked, “Are you impressed?”

Paige cleared her throat and did a full turn, moving slowly, making a big show of looking around. I suspected she was fighting laughter. When she faced us again, she looked on the verge of tears. But she did not laugh.

“Yes. I’m very impressed.”

“Milo,” I grumbled in a low voice.

“What?” The little rug rat correctly interpreted my expression. “I wasn’t supposed to say? But you didn’t tell me.”

Right. I stood corrected. Milo was good at keeping secrets... as long as he knew it was a secret.

“You wanted to keep it a secret that you wanted to impress me? Why is that, Will?” Paige asked, parking her hands on her hips.

That sassy mouth!

“Uncle Will doesn’t know how to impress ladies. I’ve never met a lady before.”

I was stunned into silence. Paige didn’t manage to hold back laughter anymore, but her eyes were full of warmth, and I thought that maybe it wasn’t so bad that Milo had let the cat out of the bag. No, I’d never introduced Milo to anyone I was dating.

“Well, I’m very, very impressed,” Paige said.

“Milo, you forgot to bring your backpack to your room. Do it now, before we eat.”

He nodded, slinging his backpack over his shoulder and dashing to his bedroom, which was at the other end of the apartment. Pocket doors separated the living room and kitchen area from the rest of the apartment.

The second Milo was out of the room, I made my move and kissed her. She parted her lips as my mouth touched hers, welcoming me as if she needed this as much as I did. Had she missed me just as much?

Somehow, kissing felt more intimate tonight. Maybe because the only other time she’d opened up like this for me was when I’d been deep inside her. She pressed her hot, curvy body against me, lacing her arms around my neck. I’d meant to just get a taste, but as usual with Paige, my control was nixed. When had I backed her against the wall? I’d bunched her dress in my hands too. Jesus. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to hit pause, stepping back.

“That was quite a kiss,” she muttered, looking absolutely beautiful, all hot and bothered for me.

“I needed a taste of you.” My voice was hoarse.

“Mmm... well, if you keep impressing me, I might let you have another taste later on.”

“Let me?”

“Oh, yeah. If I’m feeling generous, I might even let you have two.”