Hothead (Irresistible 4)

“Got it.” I felt my eyes crinkling as I laughed. I loved when kids just rambled on about stupid shit you didn’t really need to know. It was so honest. They didn’t know how to censor themselves yet or present themselves as anything but what they were. And as annoying as kids generally were, only an asshole wouldn’t get a kick out of that. “Alright, what’s your name, boss?”

“Parker.”

“Parker. Fuckin’ solid name,” I nodded. “Sorry. Don’t curse.”

“Okay.” Parker flashed a toothless grin as I handed over his signed magazine. “Thank you.” He looked down at it and up at me before covering a mischievous giggle. “Did you…” He paused as if to work up the nerve to ask his next question. “Did you really make Cody Bryce cry when you hit him?”

“Ah, shit, you saw that didn’t you.”

“Yeah.” I hid my left hand in my pocket when I saw the kid glance at my knuckles. “Daddy let me stay up late, you’re his favorite. And he said he saw Cody crying when he got kicked off the field. But my friend Braden said he wasn’t. He likes L.A. But not me.” Parker shook his head vehemently.

“Well, between you and me, I think I heard Cody kind of do one of these,” I said, making a particularly bitchy sniffling noise that made the kid laugh like crazy. God, I was going to be the worst dad. “That said it’s wrong to hit people. No matter what they say to try to provoke you. I mean that. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Alright. And do me a solid, don’t tell your mom that we made fun of Cody,” I said just as I saw a woman come up behind Parker.

My eyes landed first on her ankles strapped into heels then traveled slowly up those killer calves. Fuck. And here it comes, I thought, blood rushing to my cock as I made out that valley between her luscious thighs, all thanks to the sunlight beaming through the fabric of her peach-colored sundress.

Jesus Christ, this kid’s mom was a smokeshow.

I knew I shouldn’t be looking at a woman like this in front of her kid, but there was no stopping my sex drive when it kicked into gear, and goddamn did she hit all my weak spots. Those round hips, that little waist – they looked too damned good wrapped so nice and tight in that dress. I rose slowly to my feet, forcing myself to hold back a groan when my eyes made their way up to her full fucking tits. She was wearing a bra, but I could see that her nipples were hard under there and suddenly, all I wanted was to get this girl alone so I could rip that dress clean off her perfect body.

Maddox, you are one hell of a piece of shit, I thought just as I brought my gaze up to the bombshell’s face – which greeted me with a wry smile.

“Hi,” Evie said.

My eyes popped damned near out of my head when I realized it was her.

Wait. What? I blinked down, confused till I saw that the little kid had already run off and was waving his autograph in front of his smiling mom down the block. Evie turned her attention from him back to me.

“Well, that was annoyingly cute,” she smirked. “Kind of pegged you for someone who despised children.”

Her hair looked different today. A lot of things did. I couldn’t tell what it was, but it had me at a loss for words for a good two seconds.

“All dressed up for the paparazzi today?” I asked.

“Certainly not for you.”

The little grin on her pouty lips made me clench my jaw. Smart little mouth. There was nothing I wouldn’t give to see it wrapped around my cock right now.

“Well, I’m surprised. You clean up nicely,” I said, enjoying the eye roll I got from her. “I take it you brushed your hair today?”

“My hair was brushed the last time you saw me, too, so let’s retire any future jokes about what I looked like the first night we met. That was clearly a fluke.”

I gave her another once-over.

“Clearly,” I muttered, getting caught on those tits again. She didn’t have much cleavage showing, but it was apparently enough to keep my blood rushing.

Alright. At ease, I told my dick as Evie turned around and peered over her shoulder.

“Well, shall we? You’re in for a very long, very boring day of errands. I really hope you’re ready,” she teased as I let her walk ahead so I could soak in the view of her ass in that dress.

Actually, I kind of was ready for this.

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EVIE