Meant for You (The Connor Family 3)

“That’s an outrageous thought.”

“I promise it’ll be worth it.” I traced her collarbone with the tip of my tongue. She arched her back, then rolled her hips into me. One lifetime with this woman wasn’t going to be enough. But I was going to make every single minute count.

“Sold.”

Epilogue

Paige

“Hey, you! No stealing food.” I swatted his hand away from the ice cream. It was the third time I’d had to do it in the last five minutes. Tomorrow we were officially opening the education center, and we were knee-deep in preparations. “I will ban you from the kitchen if you keep doing that.”

“No, you will not. You want me to distract you. You just don’t know how to say it.”

He had some nerve. Homemade ice cream required attention. Of course I didn’t want him to distract me. Except... now that he’d said it out loud, it didn’t seem like such a bad idea. I turned to face him, and as I often did since he’d handed over his badge, looked for signs that everything was all right. He’d assured me that he was ready for this new phase, and he’d thrown himself into our new life together with such passion that I didn’t doubt it.

I dipped my forefinger in the small bowl of leftover ice cream and smeared it all over his cheek.

Will grinned, and then the game was on. He hooked an arm around my waist, keeping me in place while he smeared ice cream over my lips. Then he drew his tongue sensually over them, licking it off. We might have a lot to do for tomorrow, but we always had time for a sexcapade. Oh, yeah.

“I’ve been watching you dance around this kitchen for hours, moving those hips. I’ve fantasized about bending you over this counter and sinking inside you.” His gaze was smoldering. The arm around my waist had moved lower, and his hand was splayed on my ass.

“So what held you back?”

He let out a low growl, and his palm pressed me into him so I could feel how hard he was. Sweet heavens, how long had he been so aroused? And I’d been wasting my time making ice cream?

“I’d better take care of this,” I whispered, shimmying against him.

He touched my earlobe. “Yeah. Needs thorough attention.”

“What if I’m not... thorough? Will I get some of your deliciously sexy threats?”

“Only if you insist.”

“I do.”

“Well, then... how can I not play along?”

He scooped me up in his arms, and I flailed my legs in the air, grabbing his shirt for support. Will distracted me right until dinnertime, when Maddie and Landon dropped by unexpectedly with their daughter Willow.

Landon had offered his support in our joint venture, and while Will and I were grateful for it, we were doing just fine on our own.

“Won’t keep Landon from insisting,” Maddie had warned me the first time the subject had come up. And as the two of them helped themselves to some ice cream, Landon brought it up again. Maddie and I exchanged amused glances. We’d adopted the Connor betting habit, and I’d lost this round.

“What’s that?” Will asked suspiciously when I offered Maddie a five-dollar bill.

I figured it was best to come clean right away. Looking between the brothers, I said, “We just made a bet on how long it would take Landon to bring up the subject of investing.”

Both brothers glared at us. Then Landon turned to Will.

“Is it just me, or are our girls getting more and more daring?”

“Nope, not just you,” Will agreed.

“Maddie won this round, obviously,” I said.

Will tilted his head to one side. “This round? There are more?”

Ah, I’d shared too much. Maddie threw me a warning glance.