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“Agh!” she stepped back and nearly fell off the step. Lucas poked his head out, and she smelled the brownies baking.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I didn’t see the dog,” she said, looking down at a smiling Kermit. His tongue lolled out as he lifted a paw and scraped it down her leg. She gave him a pat. Pavlov. Humans were ruled by it just as much as their canine friends.
Lucas stepped out and swept her into his arms. He didn’t kiss her, just settled her into his chest, tucking her head beneath his chin. “Thank you for today, Addy.”
“Mmm,” she said, wrapping her arms about him, leaning into him, enjoying the hard warmth of his body against the softness of hers. She inhaled his scent then trailed her fingers up and down the ridges of his back. She wanted to memorize him so when he was gone and she lay in her bed alone, she could recall the way he felt. “Today was surprisingly fun. Never thought I’d say that about a date with kids along for the ride.”
“You’re good at Frisbee golf.”
“My nephew Connor taught me,” she said allowing her hands to slide into the back of his waistband, massaging his lower back.
“You fit me, Addy,” he said, dropping little kisses atop her head, brushing a hand through the tendrils falling from her braid. He bent and kissed the spot beneath her ear, that oh-so sensitive place on her neck.
A small shudder was his reward.
“Uncle Wucas! Chris woke me up,” Charlotte said from the open doorway.
Addy peered over at the tot who rubbed her eyes and blinked sleepily at them. “We’re coming.”
“Grr,” Lucas growled, nipping her ear. “I told you. This isn’t fair.”
She swatted him, smiling as she stepped from his arms. “By the way, Aunt Flora wants to take the kids to the zoo tomorrow. Her friend has passes.”
Lucas’s eyebrows raised and she’d never seen such a satisfied smile before. “Really?”
“If you don’t have anything to do…,” she drawled, walking her fingers up his arm. “Tara wants you to mow her yard.”
He made a face.
She poked a finger at his chest. “Just kidding. I thought you might like to mow my yard.”
His eyes narrowed even as his mouth quirked.
“And by mow, I mean mow…” She blew into his ear.
“…my…” She trailed a finger down his chest.
“…yard.” She brushed her hand against his fly, feeling his arousal.
She gave him that smile given by all femme fatales throughout history and sashayed, yes, sashayed to the back door.
“I’ll sharpen my blade,” Lucas said.
Addy laughed.
Sunday dawned rainy and gray, and Lucas cursed the clouds when he took Kermit out for a short run. Michael was reading, Chris was clicking that stupid control and making machines fight each other, and Charlotte was glued to the Creampie kitten movie. He had about fifteen minutes to stretch his legs, gather his thoughts, and expend the frustration at the damn weather. The drizzle spat at him, and Kermit took extra long to do his business.
Ben and Courtney’s neighborhood was nice, sitting not far off Carrolton among midsized, tasteful houses that clustered around the grand dames lining St. Charles which ran perpendicular with the busy street. Not too far away were the arches of Tulane and the graceful Ursuline Academy. He hooked a left onto St. Charles and then huffed it back up State Street and then across to Nashville.
By the time he reached the gray blue house on Orchard, the misty rain had stopped and the sun peeked out.
Hallelujah.
By the time he’d dressed the kids, fed them lunch, given them money, and then warned them to behave or risk the loss of a limb… or at least phone privileges, he was a giant ball of horny need.
Not good.
