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“Okay.”
“Are you in a hurry?” she asked, clearly not ready to give up their chance at sex.
“Nope. I’m not. We have twenty-four hours, Vonnie. A whole fucking day. I’m going to put that to good use. Going to strip you naked and worship every inch of your body.”
She flushed, the pink in her cheeks drawing his attention to her adorable freckles. She was the picture of a fresh-faced, all-natural woman. There was nothing fake about Yvonne.
“I like the idea of being worshipped.”
He chuckled. “I’m sure you do, but first…” He started to open the drawer to her nightstand, but she grabbed his wrist to stop him.
Mmmmhmmm. Just as he’d thought. “What’s in here?”
“Girl stuff, nosy. You ready?”
He shook his head. “You’re not finished packing.”
She gave him a funny look. Until he shook off her grip and opened the drawer.
“Leo—” she started.
The drawer contained the typical stuff—lip balm, a sleep mask, lotion, a couple pens…and exactly what he was searching for. Her vibrator.
He pulled out the slick blue toy and turned it on high.
“Batteries are good,” he mused.
“Of course they are. I’m not a heathen.”
He turned it off and handed it to her. “Toss it in your bag.”
She gave him a curious look but didn’t argue. “Fine.”
“Come on.”
She grabbed her toothbrush and tossed it in the bag as well, then the two of them exited through the same door he’d entered, saying goodbye to Riley as they left.
He helped her into the truck, then cranked up Luke Combs on the radio, serenading her with “Beer Never Broke My Heart” as she laughed. They rode with the windows down, not a care in the world.
This was the life he longed for.
Sitting next to Yvonne with no more on his mind than which position to try first and what food to have delivered for dinner.
Bliss.
He carried her bag into his house, tossing it to the floor by the door before reaching for her to steal a kiss.
Yvonne stepped into his arms, wrapping hers around his neck, her tongue touching his. He could taste apples and cinnamon—from the pies she’d been baking? Yvonne had a sweet tooth, not that he’d ever complain. She was as delicious as the desserts she made.
They parted when Boomer continued jumping up on them, determined to steal his own affection from Yvonne.
“What should we do first?” she asked, kneeling down to pet the spoiled dog as he tried to lick her face, his tail wagging.
Leo had been working off a list since the day he’d learned to read, everything mapped out, planned.
“Whatever we feel like doing.”
She laughed, rising slowly. “You may have taken my advice a little too much to heart.”
