Chance’s head dips, and he rests his forehead against mine. “How can you be sure?”
“No one is ever sure of anything.” I close the gap between us and brush my lips against his. “You just have to have a little faith.”
He nips at my bottom lip. “I’ve missed you so much. Being apart from you was the worst torture I’ve ever had to endure.”
My heart swells. “You don’t ever have to be away from me again. I—oh, look!” A flash of white goes past my car as a white SUV pulls into the parking lot. “That’s her.”
Chance adjusts the seat of his pants. “You’re gonna have to give me a minute.”
I toss my head back and laugh. “Okay, I’ll give it to you; popping a boner in an elementary school parking lot is definitely creepy.”
Are we stalking Dominique?Technically.
But is it for a good reason?Absolutely.
Presley has taken on two kids and a new life all on her own for the last four years. She deserves a break every once in a while, and what better way than to rekindle her love for her two ex-boyfriends?
Her two, super attractive, muscular, fine-as-fuck, soon-to-be-currentboyfriends.
As Dominique parks a few spots down, we get out of the car and walk over to her.
“Why do teachers always carry so many bags?” I ask.
She spins around, a purse and two totes on her shoulders. “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.”
Chance jerks his thumb in my direction. “He has that effect on people.”
I flip him off, and then quickly hide my hand behind my back. “Shit, we’re near a school.”
Dominique chuckles. “Nobody’s here yet. Wait, what are you two doing here? Is Presley okay?”
“Presley is fine.” Chance slips his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie. “We were hoping you could help us set up a nice kid-free night for her this weekend.”
Dominique’s brown eyes light up. “Oh, fuck yes. What do you need me to do?”
“Can you take the kids for a sleepover at any point this weekend?”
She nods. “We’re free Friday night.”
“Perfect.” I rub my palms together as the plan forms in my mind. “Don’t tell her we spoke though. I know you chicks have girl code and all that, but?—”
“Fuck girl code.” Dominique lifts her chin. “Our girl needs to get laid.”
Yes, she does.
“Don’t you worry about that.” I shoot her a wink. “We’re going to take good care of her.”
“Love you, Aunt Pres.”
“I love you guys. Have fun tonight.” I give Avery and Alyssa one more quick hug before they walk outside to Dominique’s car.
“Enjoy the quiet house to yourself tonight.” Dominique winks. “I still think you should call up your boyfriends and have some adult time.”
“I’m sure they’re busy. It’s Friday night.”
“Neither team is playing tonight.” She shrugs. “Just saying.”
“And I’m not going to bother them on their night off. Plus, I have a shit-ton of laundry to do.”
