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“Kalum.”
“Jeez, the guy is huge,” Lane whispers.
I grin. He is huge. My eyes wander appreciatively over his tall frame with his bulging biceps straining from his soft cotton T-shirt. He is wearing sweats that are slung low on his hips with sneakers giving me a flashback of when we were back in high school. The man is breathtaking and can still pull off the athletic look.
“Hi,” he says, but his gaze is on Lane.
It feels like he needs his approval, and it’s kinda cute.
“Hi, Mr. St. Claire,” Lane says in his little voice.
“Please, call me Kalum.”
“Okay, Kalum.” Lane’s eyes travel up to Kalum’s face. “How did you get to be so tall?”
“I don’t know. I just grew,” he says with a smile.
“I want to be tall, but I’m not sure if I will because Mommy is really short and Daddy was not tall like you.”
“He was tall enough,” Kalum says.
“Yeah, but not like you. I want to be real tall so I can help Mommy grab the chocolate powder from the cabinet.”
I blush because I’m short and always have to get a stool or mini ladder to reach for things.
“She’s having trouble, huh?”
“Yep.”
“I can fix that.”
Kalum watches me from across the island and looks behind me with the cabinet door open and the chocolate powder on the top shelf. I quickly look down and then at the couch and see the blanket we leave there when we watch movies. I quickly move over to the other side to grab it and wrap it around my body for modesty. I never thought he would stop by since Camila is asleep during this time, and no one is around watching Lane and me at night.
I can feel his gaze on me because my skin reacts with goose bumps rising on the back of my thighs where I feel exposed at how short my boy shorts are. My ass cheeks are practically hanging out. I wrap myself, shielding myself from his lingering gaze on my backside, but when I turn around, he looks away.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you would be stopping by,” I tell him.
He clears his throat. “I’m staying.”
I quirk a brow. “Staying? Don’t you have work? A girlfriend?”
“I’m staying, I have work which I can get to every day by helicopter and no, I do not have a girlfriend. I was seeing someone, but I ended it.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I point to the TV. “I thought you did. I saw you on TV and she almost made the one-month mark, but I guess not.”
“She couldn’t hold my attention for long.”
“Not enough experience?” I volley back.
He grins. “She had enough. She was just too clingy.”
“What does clingy mean?” Lane asks.
I laugh. “When someone wants to be around you all the time.”
“Then I’m clingy with you, Mommy. I love to be around you all the time.”
“Me too, handsome. How about that chocolate milk?”
