“I’ll be there,” Duke assures him.
“It’s going to be so much fun! Dad is going to get out the slip-n-slide and the sprinklers. All of my friends are coming over, and we’re going to play whiffle ball and jump on the trampoline.”
“Sounds like a great time. How many friends are coming?” he asks.
Jack goes into great detail listing off all of his friends. I push up from the creeper and step over to Nora.
“Hi.”
Her smile makes my dick hard.
“I brought you lunch.”
“I’m starving,” I whisper so only she can hear. “But not for food.”
Nora’s cheeks turn pink. She pinches her lips together and fights a grin. “Maybe tonight after the kids go to bed…”
She wags her eyebrows, leaving the offer hanging in the air, and my cock goes from half mast to rock solid.
“Is it eight o’clock yet?”
She pushes me and laughs. “Go eat before your food gets cold.”
“What did you bring me?”
Emma runs in front of me and jumps up and down. Henry tries to mimic her, but only succeeds in falling down. I pick him up and dust off his butt.
“Fish sticks and macawoni and cheese!” she says.
I look at Nora. She shrugs.
“Emma picked out what we were having today.”
“Well, then… ” I scoop my little princess monkey into my arms and rain kisses all over her head while Henry claws at my legs. “It’s a good thing I like fish sticks and macaroni and cheese.”
“Did you bring some for me?”
Emma looks at Duke and crinkles her nose. “I didn’t know you was gonna be here.”
He laughs. “That’s okay, princess. I’m getting ready to leave anyway.”
“Work?” I ask.
“Nah. I just finished a project, so I’m taking some time off. I’m going to meet up with Lindsey.”
“Is Lindsey the girl you’re dating?” Nora asks, leading us into the office where she has my food set out on the desk, with a bottle of water.
“He wishes,” I goad. “Lindsey is too good for the likes of him.”
Duke rolls his eyes. “Lindsey is my best friend. She isn’t exactly my type romantically.”
I look at Nora. “She’s funny, smart, incredibly talented, and has a heart of gold. Actually, she reminds me a lot of you.”
Duke blinks, and then blinks again and walks out without another word.
“What’s up with him?” Nora asks when the door to my shop slams shut.
“Who knows.” I pull out a chair and sit down.