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“Yep.”
“Yes.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I didn’t know Big Al had a boat,” Kri mutters.
“It’s new,” Shep answers and moves behind Kri in the same position as Mia and me.
Mia squints at the dock, where Big Al is filling his boat with fuel. “Who’s that with him?”
I’m about to answer when Sammy does the honors for me.
“Hey, Mom!” Sammy yells, waving both her arms wildly above her head. “Mom! Up here! Mom!”
“Madeline!” Sawyer bellows.
Holding a glass of wine, she waves at us from her seat at a little teak table in the cockpit of Big Al’s thirty-seven-foot cruiser.
Is the one and only Madeline Mason. Leo and Sammy’s mother.
On a date with Big Al.
A romantic boat ride.
“Shep, we’re officially off the shit list,” I tell him. “All we have to do is keep this from Leo, and we’re golden.”
Done fueling the boat, Boss puts his fists on both hips and somehow manages to look down on us despite being thirty feet below us.
Sawyer quotes the penguins from the movieMadagascar— yes, I’ve watched it because I’m a good uncle— with a flawless impression of Skipper. “Just smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave.”
Chapter42
Love is scary
MIA
Cal closes and locks the front door once he’s safely seen Kate off. After rearming the security system, he bounds to me in the kitchen.
Wordlessly, he takes the glass of water from my hand and sets it on the counter. A split second later, his palms hold my cheeks firmly and his mouth crushes into mine, hot and demanding.
He drives his tongue past my lips without teasing or hesitation. Nothing tentative or delicate tonight, only straight-up passion and dominance.Fire.
There’s no time for me to be shocked or think. All I can do is instinctively respond to his desire with instant acquiescence.
I’d willingly suffocate in his kiss, surrendering everything I am, if that’s what he asked of me.
As his tongue pulses and glides against mine, his hands work their way down my body and nestle under my skirt. Using his strong, greedy hands to palm my ass, he forces our lower bodies together.
His delicious assault on my mouth, coupled with the friction of his erection against my clit, causes arousal to flood my core.
Awash in pleasure, I moan into the kiss, drawing a growl from him. I freaking love how he responds to me— my sounds, my breathing, the expressions on my face. He studies it all, responding instantly to keep me as desperate for him as he is for me.
And he’sachinglydesperate right now.
He doesn’t ask for permission to slip his hands under the silk of my panties; he knows he doesn’t need it. Using his grip on my bare ass, he hoists me onto the counter, drawing a shocked yelp from me.
Our lips finally break apart, and we gasp for air erratically, sounding like we’ve been running uphill.
