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Or like he wore them while we fucked.
Fuck. Me.
“Oops.” A knowing shrug accompanied by a shit eating grin is all the answer I get and I know I’m fucked.
Cuz that’s totally what you want your boyfriend’s mom to think of you when you first meet her.
Shit.
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REX
As we hiked back to the house, I offered to take Aria’s jacket considering her perpetually red face meant she was gonna cave and bolt at any minute should anyone notice the state of my jeans.
I’ve been holding the leather in my lap and in front of my junk since.
She keeps checking on me, though, her eyes scouring me to make sure I’m covered up.
But she can’t hide the utter desire that flickers across her beautiful features when her face drops to my crotch.
The knowing in her gaze when she tries to re-interject herself in the conversation. The flush that seems permanent even when Ma holds her attention.
“Tell me about your store, dear.” Ma places down the final serving dish on the long dining table and takes her seat to the left of the head.
She refuses to exclude anyone or pull rank unless she has to. Including where she sits at the table.
Today, Fin takes up the head of the table, Toby seated at the foot. We had to pull extra chairs up to accommodate all thebodies present this time, placing me wedged in a folding chair so I can squeeze in next to my girl who’s across from Ma.
Grabby hands take servings of food from Ma’s table, dishes emptying faster than she anticipated considering most of it is gone before Aria can finish her statement about the studio.
“Boy, you need to save some for others.” Ma chastises Ian with a smack of the back of his hand. He drops the shit right back where he got it with a sheepish look I’ve never seen on a man so big.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good boy.” Ma redirects her focus back to my girl. “So why didn’t we bring the sisters along? I’d love the chance to meet them, too.”
Her smile is genuine, one that meets Aria’s small grin.
“I’d like that, too.” She answers softly.
The part she didn’t share is how at odds they still are, despite my willingness to bend to Cedar’s will and tattoo my girl’s name on my body.
Something I’ll have to hide from the public until she’s ready.
Something that also puts her at risk should anyone see before we’re ready for that.
Aria’s hand finds my thigh, breaking my train of thought. I grin at my girl, covering her hand in mine against my leg.
Yeah, wouldn’t change a thing.
“Why aren’t you eating?” She asks quietly, gesturing to the full plate despite my lack of reaching for a single bite.
I guess Mac decided I needed some grub.
“I’d rather eat you.” I lean into my girl and whisper the words to her.
The back of her hand meets my chest. “Shush!” Her blush creeps up her exposed chest to her cheeks, encouraging me.
