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I squirm under his blatant ogling. “You shouldn’t look at your friends like that. It’s impolite and gives the wrong impression.”
“We could be more than friends,” he mumbles absently.
“This again?”
He snaps from the stupor, scrubbing a palm over his gaping mouth. “Uh, right. Let’s go.”
“To the kitchen for”—I check the clock beside me—“brunch?”
His head bobs. “And we’ll go from there.”
“Where exactly?”
“Well, it’s Saturday before noon. The farmers market is open until two o’clock.”
“Very funny.” Laughter bursts from me until I notice he’s not joining in my amusement. “You’re serious.”
“Why not? It can be our thing, like a weekly tradition. We’ll find something else during different seasons.” His Adam’s apple quivers with a thick gulp. “Just as friends.”
The slight edge in his tone piques my interest. “Sounds good to me. I just have to go home and change first.”
“Nope, there’s not enough time for that. You can borrow a pair of my boxers. I have a spare toothbrush too.”
My nose wrinkles at the idea. “You must be joking.”
He crosses his bulky arms. “Do you have a better solution? We just agreed to start this tradition and it’s already wavering.”
“I have shorts in my gym bag. Just have to get it from my car.” I scoot off the bed to set this plan into motion.
“And you parked…?”
“At Abbie’s house,” I admit.
“She lives across town. The clock is ticking, Peaches. What’ll it be?” There’s a starved gleam in his eyes that demands to be fed.
Now it’s my turn to swallow hard. I weigh my options, along with the obvious want that he’s aiming at me. Tingles erupt from unmentionable places. A sinking realization quickly follows. Disappointment will replace the fire if I reject his offer to prance around in his clothes. A defeated slump hunches my shoulders.
I hold out a hand, curling my fingers in a beckoning motion. “Let me see the boxers.”
The door flies open before I have the chance to knock. Joy is there to greet me with a wide grin. “Hey, brother! You’ve arrived. Welcome. Thanks for coming over on such short notice.”
“Didn’t give me much choice.” I step over the threshold when she ushers me inside.
“Where would you prefer to watch my daughter? Your beloved cock den doesn’t even have a changing table.”
“It’s on my list to order,” I retort.
But she isn’t done. “Don’t get me started on your sex loft. It’s littered with sharp objects that aren’t safe for the conquests you haul up there. Let alone a baby.”
“Yeah, yeah. Your place is best. Mine sucks. Message received. Can I hold my niece?” I move to cradle Belle in a careful and supportive grip.
“Yep, she’s all yours for the next two hours.” Joy plops the precious bundle into my arms like a sack of flour.
I turn to stone at the rushed motion. The chubby angel just settles against me like this is a normal occurrence. “Um, okay.”
“Don’t look so scared. She’s much sturdier now.”
“Really?” My movements feel robotic as I begin to sway.
