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“Can I beyourpickle gal? I’ll tickle your pickle.” She does a cute little dance that has me cracking up.
“I would love it if you would tickle my pickle.”
Could she be any cuter?
As she’s dancing, she swings her arm too hard and smacks her fingers on the counter. Her face scrunches up as she cries, “Ouch! Mother fluffernutter. Son of a gun.”
I walk over to her and raise her hand to my lips and kiss the sore fingers. “You know for someone with such a filthy mouth in bed, you sure do censor yourself any other time.”
She smiles. “When the boys were little, I really tried to watch it because they were little parrots who would repeat everything I said. I just got used to making a G-rated version of everything. Plus, Judd thought it wasn’tladylike.”
“Even in the bedroom?”
“Everywhere.Not that he ever made it good enough to warrant any type of dirty talk.”
Erin implying that I make it good enough to talk like a sailor makes me puff out my chest with pride.
When I finish the pancakes, we sit down on the couch to eat.
There’s something I want to ask. I feel like I’m looking a gift horse in the mouth, but I have to ask it anyway.
“Hey, Erin?”
“Yeah?” She says, taking a bite. “Mmm. This is good.”
“Thanks. I have to ask—what made you call me? I’m not going to lie when I left here, I didn’t think you were going to give me a second thought.”
“If I say I just missed you, would you believe me?” She gives a nervous smile.
“If that’s your story, and you’re sticking to it.” I laugh.
She takes a deep breath. “Truth is I figured out that Judd already had a woman living with him. He brought her to Alex’s soccer game.”
“Oh.”
“Wow, that makes me sound like I’m doing this as just a way to get back at him or something.”
“No—”
She cuts me off. “That’s not it. I couldn’t stop thinking about you, but there was a voice in my head telling me that Judd and I had a deal to try to do what was best for our kids. Seeing him with her made me realize that he doesn’t care about any of that. I’ve been so busy trying to keep the peace for someone who wouldn’t do the same for me.”
Sometimes, I don’t know whether to want to punch this man or thank him.
I want to punch him for all the emotional damage that he’s done to Erin over the years. I can tell that he’s gotten under her skin in the worst way possible—and treated her like shit.
I want to thank him because I get to be the one to make it right and show her that not all men are the same.
She grabs me by the chin and angles me so that I’m looking at her. “I don’t want you to think that I’m doing this for any other reason than that I want to be with you.”
“Glad to hear it, beautiful.”
Chapter Twenty-one
Erin
"Okay,I'llletyoupick what we watch," I tell Tanner. "But it has to be something more interesting than Lord of the Rings. Last time, that put me right to sleep."
He looks at me. "And I can forgive you for that… once. Next time, I'll spank that sexy ass of yours."
