Ravenous (Steel Brothers Saga 11)

But not so much as a spark.

Just being near Bryce made my skin tighten and tingle. This guy?

Nope.

But what did that matter? I wasn’t looking for a husband. I was looking for a date. And I got one. He was a good date. A damned good date.

I smiled to myself, still staring down at the card. When I finally looked up—

Bryce stood in front of me.

Chapter Thirteen

Bryce

Marjorie’s cheeks were flushed, and her hair was damp. She looked fresh and relaxed after her workout.

That flush probably covered her entire body, from the swells of her plump breasts down her flat tummy to the tops of her perfect thighs.

My mind edged to the jagged scar on her left thigh. I’d meant to ask her about it, but I never had.

“Where’s Henry?” she asked.

“Mom picked him up. He was getting fussy and he needed a nap.”

“Why didn’t you just take him home?”

Indeed, why hadn’t I? I’d fibbed to Mom and said I had a few errands to run, but the truth? I’d been hoping to run into Marjorie again.

“I have some errands.”

“Oh. I’ll let you get to it, then.” She turned.

“Wait.” I gripped her shoulder. “You want to get some lunch?”

“What are you doing, Bryce?”

Nothing like getting right to the point. “I just thought…you might be hungry.”

“I just had lasagna at the Bungalow, and you know how big Mrs. Pagliacci’s portions are. I’m not hungry, Bryce.”

“Oh.”

She bit her lower lip.

It was plump and firm. It had been against my lips, on my cock, and right now I wanted so badly to be the one doing the biting.

“Please stop doing this,” she finally said.

Doing what? The words were on my tongue, but I couldn’t say them. I knew damned well what she meant.

I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the brick of the building we stood next to. “I’ve tried, Marjorie. I’ve tried so hard to get you out of my head.”

“According to your note, I basically mean nothing to you, so I don’t see why it’s that hard, Bryce. Now if you’ll kindly let go—”

I couldn’t help myself. I captured her lips with my own.

Usually she opened without prompting, but not this time. I slid my tongue over the tight seam of her beautiful mouth, coaxing, coaxing, coaxing…