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I snickered as I rolled my hips toward him. Maybe it was weird to do that with a man that I barely knew, but I wasn’t modest, and he seemed all too happy to be of service.
In fact, once he was done, he climbed back on the bed and gave me a sexy as hell grin before he leaned forward, hovering over the juncture of my legs, and said, “I think we need to see if we can get the third one right now. What do you say?”
I didn’t reply. I just spread my legs wider and watched Brad drop between my thighs. My god, I might kinda love this man.
Chapter Eighteen
Bradley
Ilay on my side and watched her sleep. Her face was toward me, and her small hand was curled under her chin. She looked almost like a child as she breathed in slowly and then released it, and my heart thudded a little harder in my chest.
I could easily fall in love with this woman. Hell, I was probably already halfway there.
She was so intense most of the time, but tonight. Tonight I had seen the fragile interior of the woman who wanted to be loved and needed help—not help with fixing her house or providing for her, but in being there for her. She needed someone to support her emotionally and love her unconditionally. Someone who wouldn’t leave when the going got tough.
I lay back and stared at the ceiling. With that, Nolan also needed someone who could deal with her children. Well, not deal with them, but be able to help with them and emotionally support them also. Could I do something like that? What kind of stress would that put on my children? Would that cause issues with them to allow two more kids into their lives, ones with serious medical problems?
That was something to consider seriously as we got to know one another. I wished her girls were here and I could meet them. Then we could introduce them to my kids and see how they got along.
Would Nolan be alright with that? Or would she fight it right from the suggestion? I didn’t know her well enough to know the answer to that question. I turned to look at her again. I sure wanted to know her, though, and as I drifted off to sleep, I made the plan to help her and support her the most that I could.
I woke in the morning and felt something shift beside me. Alright, it wasn’t a something as much as a someone. I blinked a few times as I turned my head to find Nolan sitting upright, wearing my t-shirt, cross-legged, staring at me as she ate a yogurt.
I chuckled. “Got hungry, huh?”
She grinned as she pulled the spoon from her mouth. “Yes, not enough to eat last night and worked off quite a few calories. Hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.” I pondered that for a moment and realized that it didn’t bother me. I liked that she made herself at home. I rolled to my side, propping my head upon my palm. “Did you sleep alright?”
She nodded and replied thoughtfully, “I did. Even your snoring didn’t bother me.”
I laughed. “I don’t snore.”
She grinned. “I beg to differ. Maybe it’s weird, but I kind of liked it.”
“Yeah, how could anyone like someone else snoring?”
She hesitated, peering at me for a second before she replied, “Because it meant you were there, and I wasn’t alone.”
I could reply to that comment in two ways, one serious and one not so much. I choose to make light of it. “Yeah, kind of sucks sleeping alone all the time, doesn’t it?”
Nolan grinned. Right answer. “It does.” She scraped the spoon inside the cup for a moment. “Rick used to snore, and sometimes it got on my nerves, mostly toward the end, but in the beginning, I used to be thankful for it.”
I chuckled. “Does that mean you are going to get tired of hearing me snore eventually?”
“No.” She giggled. “That would require us to sleep together a lot more often, and you know that’s not going to happen.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but I decided against it at the last moment as she watched me carefully. “I guess we will just have to have sex during the day, so there is no sleeping involved.”
She grinned. “I like that idea, and as much as I’d like to do that again right now, I need to get back to my house. I have walls to paint and a bunch of other things to get done, and Pete is coming today to work.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s right. Okay, well, let me get dressed, and we can head over so we can get to work.” I threw back the covers and got out, trying not to be embarrassed by the morning wood I was sporting. If I thought she wasn’t going to notice, I was wrong.
“Keep looking at me like that, and we aren’t getting to your place anytime soon.”
“Gah! Ruin a girl’s fun,” she commented as she climbed off the bed, but I knew she wasn’t upset with me.
As she walked past me to the bathroom, I stared at her unabashedly, and I swear she put a little more swing in her step.
