Page 27 of Simply Irresistible


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"No, they don't." I smile at her.

"We can make pink drinks of our own, Miss Smarty-pants."

Charlotte shrugs her shoulders as she glances at Alisha. "But how?"

"Strawberries, raspberries, and milk will do the trick." Alisha smiles, but as the sound of heels against wood flooring sounds, our heads turn towards the noise.

"Oh, Mommy, you're a princess. Don't you think, Giant?"

My eyes lock on the angel standing a few feet from me, and my heartbeat increases.

Holy heavens.

A blue velvet dress emphasizes every curve of Emma's body, and her genuine smile makes her green eyes twinkle like polished emeralds.

My cock reacts, and I curse my lack of control around this woman. Fuck, stay down, boy.

* * *

The momentI catch sight of Nick standing in my living room, my knees tremble. He's wearing a black, tailor-fitted suit, and his long, athletic build makes this room look even smaller.

Why him? I ask myself.

I get my answer when our eyes lock. The chemistry between us is undeniable. I'm so attracted to him. He intrigues me in a way no other man has ever done.

"Okay, you two. Stop staring at each other. You've got enough time to do that during dinner." Alisha gives us a wink.

Don't blush, don't blush, I remind myself.

I kneel and focus my attention on Charlotte to stop the heat from spreading across my face. Charlotte runs over to hug me.

"Listen to Alisha and—"

"Bye, Mom," she interrupts before walking to Nick and hugging him.

My heart skips a beat at seeing them together.

"Bye, Smarty,"

Charlotte turns and walks back to Alisha. "Let's make pink drinks."

"Let's go." Alisha lowers her voice as she passes me. "Emma, believe me. He’s better than the pink goddess." She squeezes my shoulder before she disappears into the kitchen with Charlotte.

Oh, thanks, Alisha. Heat rushes through my body as I remember my last orgasm, where I climaxed, imagining his hands touching me.

A warm presence stands behind me, and a moment later, his lips touch my earlobe.

"Emma, what did she mean by the pink goddess?"

His deep, warm voice resonates throughout my entire body.

"Nothing," I say, blushing as I turn to face Nick. "Let's go."

He nods with a smirk and opens the door. I grab my coat and walk out onto the porch, grateful for the cool breeze against my warm skin.

"Oh wow, that's a fancy car," I remark, spotting his black Porsche in my driveway.

His warm fingers grab my wrist and tug at it. This action makes me turn and as I tumble forwards my hands land on his hard chest.

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