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She smiles. "I'm sure you can take some credit for it. He's actually very sweet and affectionate and respectful and protective of Lydia. I think men model their fathers when it comes to relationships."
"Brady hasn't seen me in any relationships. Maybe that's just the person that he is."
“Hmm,” she hums softly. “Maybe. But that has to come from somewhere."
“Maybe his stepdad.” I don’t hate my ex’s husband. I actually like Dev a lot. He’s a little older than Chelsea, but he adores her, and he’s very good to Brady.
“Come on, Owen. You know he gets some of his goodness from you,” Luna says, looking up at me from what has to be barely over five feet.
She makes me feel gigantic.
And she has a smudge of chocolate frosting on her cheek that I desperately want to wipe away. I fist one hand and brace the other on the counter, leaning onto it to keep from reaching for her.
Of course, I could lick it off…
Knock it off.
But goddamn, she's really beautiful.
I'm not sure why that thought hits me suddenly, out of the blue. But it does. And then I can't stop thinking it.
And I don’t feel strange studying her. Cataloging details about her.
She’s so petite. I swear my hands could encircle her waist. I know both of my hands could totally cover her ass.
Her ass? Really? I am thinking about touching this woman's ass?
But then I look back into her eyes.
Oh yeah, I am thinking about touching her ass.
And I think that maybe she's thinking about me touching her ass. Or other parts of her.
Why? Why are we both suddenly thinking about me touching her?
She's into Alexsei. They've been together, clearly. He thinks she's amazing, and he misses her.
She wants him to ask her out.
I cannot hit on a woman that one of my players is into. Fuck. I can't hit on one of my player’s sisters, anyway. She's too young for me. She's too beautiful for me. She's way too cool for me. If I ask her out, she would absolutely say no. She might even laugh. And that would be devastating.
"Thanks for letting me have more of your cake,” I say. Then I groan out loud. I have got to let this cake thing go.
She smiles and turns to face me. Then she steps closer. She's almost standing on my toes now. She reaches up toward my face and I freeze.
Her thumb skates over the corner of my mouth. Her touch sends bolts of heat over my lips and straight to my cock. I part my lips. I’m not sure if I’m going to say something, or suck her thumb into my mouth. I want to do both. Though I’m not sure what to say other than, “Forget about Alexsei, go out with me.”
And that is a terrible idea.
But before I can do anything, she pulls back and shows me there's some frosting on the pad of her thumb. Then, much to my shock and my cock’s delight, she slides that thumb into her own mouth and sucks.
"I love when people enjoy my cake."
Jesus. Christ.
"There you are!" Lori McNeill, Crew’s mother—I guess she's Luna’s mother, too—bustles into the kitchen just then. "Honey, can you help me take more coffee around to everyone?"
Luna doesn't jump back, or seem flustered, or try to make it seem as if we aren’t very much in each other's personal space. She slowly removes her eyes from mine. "Sure, Mom. No problem."
