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“Depends.”
“On?”
“What your intentions are.” Theo’s staring at me so hard I have to hold in my laughter.
“Well, if it’s alright with you, I’d like to ask her out on a date. Maybe a day date with all of us?”
“And what are your long-term plans?” Sebastian asks, standing taller than he was a minute ago.
“I don’t know, Seb. I do know that I really like your mom. And I like you and your brothers. I can promise I won’t push her to do anything she isn’t ready for, and I’ll never take away her self-worth or try to overstep her in any way. And I’ll never hurt her.”
The boys share a look, having a silent conversation only brothers can have, before looking back at me. “We have to talk to Hudson. You’ll have our verdict later,” Theo tells me, sticking his hand out to shake.
“I can live with that.” I shake his hand in return, and we pile into my truck to get the promised pizza.
“Want to tell me what that was about earlier?” Delia asks me when she returns from getting the boy settled in their rooms. I’m in the kitchen washing the rest of the dishes from dinner, and I don’t miss the appraisal she gives me.
“Well, it appears that when you’re ready, I have permission to court you, Ms. Bertram.”
“To court me?” she asks, covering her mouth to hide a smile.
“Don’t do that, please,” I beg her. “Don’t hide your smile from me.”
She slowly lowers her hand and steps up next to me at the sink, picking up the towel and taking the glass I just rinsed out of my hand, but she doesn’t look at me.
“Marcus, I don’t understand this. Any of this,” she finally says to the glass in her hand that’s been thoroughly dried.
I take the glass out of her hand and sit it on the counter next to the sink and slowly turn her to me, being as gentle as I can. I know she’s one word away from bolting, and I don’t want that.
“Beautiful, please believe me when I say you are worth everything. You are worth waiting for, worth praising, worth worshiping. The minute you showed up in this town, I knew you were something special. I also know you weren’t in a good place. I stayed away from you because I didn’t want to cause you any pain. I didn’t want you to be afraid because of my horny ass. And never doubt it, you drive me horny just by existing, Del.”
Her eyes flutter, and her skin flushes. Her breathing increases, and when I look down, I find her hands fisted in my shirt.
“I should hate the things you say.”
“But?” I know this is it. She’ll either accept me and my inappropriateness or throw me out.
“But I’ve been dreaming of you kissing me, Marcus. And when you say things like that to me—when you tell me I’m beautiful, and when you say you know my kids are part of anything and you’re fine with them…I want to kiss you, too.”
“Can I touch you, Del?”
“Yes.” One word, barely audible in the empty kitchen, and my world catches on fire. I cup her face—softly—and lower my lips to hers.
The minute our lips touch, I’m a goner. I’m never going to get enough of this woman. Her hands move up my chest and around my neck, her fingers running through my hair. It’s her softness against my hardness. Her strength. Taste. Her lips are like pillows of the sweetest fruit, soft and firm against my lips. When her tongue darts out, licking at the seam, asking permission to enter, I’ve found my nirvana. It’s in this woman who is trying to meld our bodies together. I want to do everything to this woman to show her how much I want her. I want to drown in this kiss. Pay homage to her breasts that are currently crushed against my chest. Pray at the altar of her pussy while I deliver her pleasure with my tongue. I will get my pleasure from hers.
I slowly break the kiss and lean my forehead against hers.
“Wow,” she whispers. “Anyone ever tell you that you can kiss?”
“Not in recent memory, no,” I chuckle. “The things you make me feel, Del. You consume me.”
“I think I like that,” she admits, looking me in the eye. “I think I like that a lot.”
“You have no idea. That kiss will fuel everything I’m going to do when I get home tonight.”
“What are you going to do when you get home?”
I pull her hips into me so she can feel my hard cock against her belly. “I’m going to go home, wrap my hand around myself, and imagine it’s your pussy gripping me tight.”
