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And then he fucking shushes me.
Instead of aggravating me, it makes me wet. Because I’m obviously sick in the head.
Heaven help me.
This man taking orders from me last night with his head between my legs was ecstasy, but when he’s bossy, I swear I nearly melt into a puddle.
I should have packed panty liners.
Once we’re safely in the SUV, he starts the ignition and finally locks his eyes on me. One side of his face quirks into one of his trademark combustible grins. The same one that caused my panties to evaporate from my body that first night.
“What you got there?” He lifts his hand to my mouth, wiping the corners. “That for me?”
Frosting.
“Busted. I was stress-eating cake while you were checking the SUV.”
“Come here,” he orders softly, cricking his finger at me. The one coated in buttercream icing.
When I move in close, he drags the frosted finger across the seam of my lips, then dives in to swipe at it with his tongue.
With his lips on mine, all my worries evaporate.
All too soon, he ends the kiss. “Pie is better.”
And then the fucker winks at me and drives us out of my neighborhood.
“Cal?”
“Yeah, babe?”
“Where are we going?”
We’re not driving toward Redleg or his place.
“Gotta check on my mother. We’re short on time; otherwise, I’d drop you off at Redleg first. So you’re coming with me.”
My heart stops, falls to the ground, and then shoots up to my chest before Sparta-kicking its way out of my ribcage.
“Your mother?”
“Yes, tiger. I figure it’ll take a few days to make sure your house is secure, given all the work ahead of us at Redleg. If you’re going to be by my side for a few days, you’ll meet her eventually. You already know about her uh… condition. So no sense hiding her from you.”
I’ve never met a mom before.
Well, wait. That’s dumb.
Of course I’ve met women who are, in fact, mothers. But I’ve never met the mother of someone I’ve been involved with.
Hell, I haven’t been trulyinvolvedwith a man since college. And that ended horribly.
“Relax, tiger,” he says, not taking his eyes off the road.
“I’m relaxed,” I squeak, immediately fooling him with outward nonchalance.
“Mia, can you do me a favor?”
“Sure.” Another totally chill squeak.
