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She knocked his hand away, feigning a scowl. “And for another reason, you only had eyes for Denise.”
She was right about that. He’d been head over heels in love with Denise Flynn, his first love, his first time, his first broken heart. Sometimes he found it hard to remember the boy he’d been before her.
“You could have told me about it since then. I think it’s kind of sweet.”
She crinkled her nose. “It’s kind of an embarrassing thing to admit no matter how old you are, especially since you’ve aged so horribly. Wrinkles, spare tire, dwindling hairline.”
Leo lifted his shirt to show her his very muscular stomach. “Point to the spare tire, you wench.”
She laughed and pretended to punch him. “Besides, we’re really good friends, and in a lot of ways, that’s better.”
When he looked back, he realized she was right. She’d been there for him through literally all the good and bad times. There was no denying how much her friendship had meant to him throughout his life.
But knowing she’d had feelings for him…it suddenly opened a door he didn’t even realize had been closed.
He’d always treated her like a friend because that was all she’d ever indicated wanting from him. He had been blinded by love for Denise during high school, which suddenly felt like a big mistake…or wasted time…or...
Damn. If he hadn’t been such an idiot, he might have seen Yvonne back then as something more than just another buddy.
Yvonne leaned over again and started picking up the clothing that hadn’t quite made it to the laundry room, so he reached for her arm.
“I mean it, Vonnie. You don’t have to do that.”
She twisted to face him, turning faster than he’d expected. Her face was angled up toward his—and suddenly they were so close, he could practically count the freckles on her nose.
Leo didn’t move away, something he could see confused her…until she tilted her head curiously and moved half an inch closer. It didn’t take a genius to know she was inviting him to kiss her.
Actually, she was a Collins, so that invitation felt more like a dare.
None of that was shocking. This was Yvonne after all. She was the queen of calling his bluff.
No. What was surprising was that he was tempted to take her up on the offer.
Seriously tempted.
And Yvonne knew it.
In fact, she confirmed it when she whispered his name, almost breathlessly, then licked her lips. “Leo.”
“Yvonne,” he murmured, drifting toward her slowly, until he could feel the heat from her breath on his face, could smell the chocolate from their dessert.
What would it feel like to push her against the wall roughly, grasp her wrists and pin them to it? To kiss her senseless, then strip her naked, carry her to his bedroom and tie her to his bed, where he would—
“Dad!”
Chapter Three
Yvonne pulled away as Vince called out his name from his bedroom.
“Dad!” Vince yelled again. “Can Vonnie watch SpongeBob with us?”
She laughed lightly, pretending as if whatever had passed between them had never happened. Leo wished he could push it aside as easily, but he’d already let the fantasy play out too far in his mind, and now he was struggling to keep his thickening dick from becoming too evident.
“The boys and I sort of have a bedtime routine whenever I watch them for the night,” she explained.
Leo wanted to say something to her, wanted to explain—though God only knew what he’d say.
What excuse could he offer for nearly kissing her? No—for nearly ravishing her? Because that was exactly what he would have done if they’d crossed that first line and kissed.
