Page 60 of Worth the Wait


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“Yeah, I wasn’t sure if that was an invitation or a ‘do you think you’re coming to my party, you son-of-a-bitch?’ challenge.” Everything in him warmed at the sound of Leigh’s laugh. “Glad it turned out to be an invitation.”

“One that she gave freely, for the record. I told her that I’m dating somebody seriously enough to call my boyfriend, and that he’s the man she met at the bakery. She agreed to meet you here and say hello. That was all I asked of her. Everything after that was entirely Lennox.” She stood in front of him now. Close enough to smell the shampoo that was lucky enough to wrap around her hair every day, the way he wished his fingers could.

At his sides, his hands twitched. “I know I should say something else about the reason I’m here, but all I can think about right now is how beautiful you are and how badly I want to touch you.”

“Then do it.” She pressed her hands against his chest and leaned in, putting their mouths a breath’s width apart. “We have permission to make kissy sounds, remember?”

Sparks shot straight to his groin when she wrapped her arms around his neck and stroked the back of his head. “We don’t have permission for the sounds that’ll come from the kind of kiss I want to give you.”

“Then give me a little sample and save the rest for later.”

“Later?” The tickle from her hair when she nodded sent more blood to his cock. “How much later? And for how long?”

“Tim’s picking Lennox up at seven o’clock. They’re going to a movie that’s one hour and forty-six minutes long. Will that be enough time?”

“No amount of time is enough when I’m with you.”

“You’re sweet,” she said, rubbing the tip of her nose against his.

“Not the word you’d use to describe me if you knew the things that’re going through my head right now.”

“Mmm…tell me everything.”

“Think I’ll show you instead. Starting at 7:01.”

“God, I can’t wait.”

Male ego was only part of the reason he puffed up at her admission. “Until then, I’m going to take the offer to make kissy sounds.” He brushed a kiss across her mouth. One taste and he was done. Desperate to have every inch of her. Touching was a must. Now. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her tight to his body. Grabbed a handful of her sweet ass and squeezed while enjoying another deeper kiss.

“Mommy!” The voice and accompanying footfalls pounding down the stairs forced them apart as if they were magnets with opposite poles.

He took the nearest seat and manspread, attempting to look casual while giving his rock-hard dick as much room as possible. The move was not lost on his sexy girlfriend, wearing a give-me-some-of-that gaze while staring at his lap.

Lennox burst into the room with the puppy in her arms. “Ladybug chewed all my drawing stuff. Everything’s wrecked.”

Leigh’s lusty stare—gone. Her mom face took its place. Calm, despite her daughter’s red cheeks and urgent tone. “How did that happen with you watching her?”

“Ladybug was sleeping on my bed, so I tiptoed out to use the bathroom. I was only gone a couple of minutes.”

“That’s all it takes with a puppy. They’re like babies, you have to watch them every second.” Still composed, she stroked the little girl’s hair, then the dog’s head. “Is Ladybug okay? Did she swallow anything, or just chew on it?”

“Just chewed, I think. There’s pieces of pencil and paper all over the floor. She wasn’t eating stuff, just ripping up my sketch pad when I went in.”

“That’s good.”

“She wrecked the whole pad. I don’t have any paper left.”

“We can get more drawing supplies at the art store tomorrow. Let’s go clean up the mess before your dad gets here.”

Shaking her head vigorously, Lennox stepped away from Leigh’s touch. “I don’t want to go to the movie now. I want to stay home and make sure Ladybug is okay.”

“I’m sure she’s fine. Sam and I will keep an eye on her while you’re out.”

“Will you watch her every second?” Lennox asked, hitting Leigh with the stone-cold serious expression the little girl seemed to have mastered.

Even knowing where the conversation—and by default, his date with Leigh—was headed, he still had to mask his amusement with a cough. It came as no surprise that her daughter was a headstrong, independent person. The apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree.

“No, honey, not every second. If we’re doing something and can’t give the puppy our full attention, I’ll put her in her crate, where she’s safe and cozy.”

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