“Dad doesn’t know them,” Peter told Ally with wide eyes.
“He doesn’t?You mean he hasn’t seen “Coco” a thousand times?”Her eyes went wide.
Peter shook his head.“Nones of them.”
“We’s showing him,” Tori told her.“He learns.”
“I’m going to make sure he’s decent.”Ian headed into the dining room.“Hey, there.Alison is here and would like to meet you.”
“Your chef neighbor who taught you to cook?”Which proved that JP had been listening.He pulled the blankets up to his waist, covering his bad leg.
“My chef neighbor who taught me how to cook, yes.She’s a good friend.”
“Okay.”JP ran his fingers through his hair a few times.
He reached out, straightening the wild curls.JP looked up at him, and their eyes locked.
“I…” God, JP was so beautiful.Just stunning.And he could get lost in those bright blue eyes.
“You…” JP licked his own lips, tip of his tongue dark pink, sexy.
“Uh-huh…” His teeth sank into his bottom lip.
JP reached out and gently tugged at his lip with his fingers, pulling it out from between his teeth and lightning shot through him.
“Oh…” It had been so long since anyone had touched him.
“Chou.”JP’s pet name for him hung in the air between them.
“Dad!Are you going to meet Aunt Ally?”
He whimpered softly.
JP groaned and his hand dropped, he blinked and sat back, giving Ian a rueful look.
He cleared his throat.“Sure, Tori.Have her come to say hi.”
“Okay, Dad!Aunt Ally!Come meet my Dad!”
Tori had Allison’s hand and dragged her along.She was still carrying Peter.
“Hey, there.I’m pleased to meet you.”Alison held one hand out to him.“I’m sorry about your injury.”
“Thanks, me too.”JP shook Allison’s hand.“Good to meet you.”
“I’m sorry I haven’t been over before now.I work weird hours and my sous chef was out with covid.”
“You work so hard, honey.”
“I know, but I love it.”
“I understand I have you to thank for not getting poisoned every time I eat.”JP gave him a wink.
“Listen to you!”He poked JP.
“He just needed a little bit of direction.He is a fast learner.”
“Well, he learned well.We’ve been eating good, haven’t we?”
