Meant for You (The Connor Family 3)

“Why?”

“I don’t know. It’s like the heat is more bearable. Or maybe I just get used to it. By the way, I had dinner with my parents. They, err... might know about you.”

I squeezed her to me, patting her ass. “What do you mean might? I thought I was bragworthy. I’m wounded.”

Paige laughed softly, poking my arm.

“What did you tell them about me?” I insisted.

“That you’re smoking hot and make me laugh.”

“That’s it?” I worked as much offense into my voice as possible. Paige was now nibbling on my neck, and I felt every lick of her tongue straight along my cock. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep the conversation going.

“Trust me, with my mom, less is more. Dad was actually a little shocked you’re on the force.”

That gave me pause. “Why?”

Paige stopped nibbling my neck and instead wiggled back a bit so she could look at me. “Because at all those annual events he has with colleagues, he’s always tried to set me up with sons of his comrades, and I wasn’t interested.”

I looked at her intently. “This reticence you have about my job is because of your dad, isn’t it?”

Paige nodded slowly. “I think so. It was just... hard, you know. Growing up, he was always away. That wouldn’t have been half bad if he’d been away on a random job, but what he did was dangerous. We all worried, so much. My biggest fear was that one day another man in uniform would show up at our house to tell us Dad wasn’t coming back.”

Paige’s voice wobbled, and my chest constricted. I pulled her into a hug, and she melted against me instantly.

“It happened to many of his comrades, so I know we were lucky,” she muttered in a small voice, but then she continued in a strong tone. “I know what he did was important, though. And so is what you do.”

“Paige... my job isn’t nearly as dangerous.”

“I know.” She shrugged, and I held her even tighter because I understood. I knew that bone-deep fear of losing someone you loved, though mine had a different root. Could we work through her misgivings?

“I’m so happy I didn’t have to be at the inn tonight,” she continued, clearly wanting to change the subject.

“On which evenings are you on rotation?”

“Tuesdays and Wednesdays.”

“Mind if I join you?”

“Why would you do that?”

I rolled her on her back and slid over her, propping myself up on an elbow so I could look at her. I touched her face with the other hand.

“To spend time with you.”

She blinked a few times, and I felt her relax under me. The candlelight only lit half her face, but I saw her lips curl in a beautiful smile.

“That would be great.” On a wiggle of eyebrows, she added, “I promise to make it worth your time. Tempt you with nonskimpy outfits and all that.”

I laughed. “I’ll make sure you keep that promise. Besides, I know a thing or two about construction. I can be of use.”

“Is this a manly thing? My brother and father also think they know a thing or two, yet every time they attempt to repair something, mayhem ensues.”

“In high school, I worked in construction during summers for some extra money. It’s how I got into the rental business. I flipped houses. One thing led to another....”

“Okay, I take all that about manly bragging back.”