Page 66 of A Thirst for Franc


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“I’ll give you my credit card in the morning, and you can order whatever you need.” He walked toward me, too much male in one body. “Thank you for not only watching him but turning everything into a teaching moment. He’s going to be the smartest kid in his school.”

“He has an appetite for knowledge. I’m just helping to feed that appetite is all. Plus, it lets my science nerd come out.”

“I always had a thing for nerds.” His lips captured mine, and my body sank into his as if it had been waiting for this moment all day, and it had.Ihad.

“Dad?” Gio’s voice bounced off the walls and Franc jumped away, slamming his back into the counter.

“Son of a bitch.” He held his back with a grumble. “Yeah, Gio?”

“Aren’t you going to tuck me in?”

“I’ll be right back,” he said, kissing me quickly. “Don’t go anywhere.”

Twenty minutes later, Franc emerged from Gio’s room. “Sorry about that.”

“I was wondering if you fell asleep up there.”

“How could I when I was reading Captain Underpants for the hundredth time?”

“It is one of his favorites.”

“No offense to your science nerd, but I do like it better than his book on rocks.”

I laughed. “None taken. Rocks bore me, too.”

Franc grabbed two bottles of wine and opened the cabinet where he kept the wine glasses. “How about that tasting?”

“I have to drive.”

“You can stay.”

“But what about Gio?”

Franc’s gaze darted to the fridge, his eyes lingering on the picture Gio drew of us. “He already thinks of you as family.”

“That’s because I’m with him almost every day. That’s normal for him to think that. But to see me in your bed? Weren’t you the one worried we’d be the topic of conversation in his therapist's office in the future?”

“Then we’ll get up early, and he won’t have to see you. Nothing will change then. But the thought of you not in my bed tonight?” He shook his head. “I want you here.”

The glint in his eyes, the slight plead in his tone, made it impossible to deny.

I walked toward him, reaching for the second glass. “I’ll stay.”

Sun filtered through the blinds, and I stretched my satiated body, snuggling deeper into the warm man beside me. His hand shifted, slipping between my bare thighs, his finger swiping against my folds. My body immediately reacted, desperate for his touch, as if he hadn’t touched me for hours already.

I arched into him, wanting this more than I ever wanted anything.

“Dad?” The doorknob jiggled, and Franc’s hand flew away from me. He flung himself up, but his body tangled in the sheets.

I reached out as if I could stop a 6’1 two-hundred-and-five-pound man from crashing to the floor. A loud thud broke through the silence of the morning.

“Fuck me.”

“Dad, why is the door locked?”

I covered my naked body with my hands, trying not to laugh at Franc’s attempt to detangle from the sheets.

“Daaaaaad?”

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