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My son starts running around, clapping with excitement. Then while my eyes are roaming around the room, I feel two strong arms hugging my waist from behind. “Do you approve?” David asks me in a whisper.
“I love it.” Happiness fills me from the inside out.
“The fridge and pantry are fully stocked.” One of his hands moves until our fingers lace together. “Come with me. I have another surprise for you.”
So do I. I walk with him to the doors overlooking the patio. A wonderful space with stone floors, outdoor furniture, and an infinity pool is there, waiting for us to enjoy at our leisure. David went above and beyond organizing this for me.
“Do you remember this is a business trip, not for pleasure?” We are dangerously close, the air between us filled with electricity and anticipation.
Fuck, I want him. Badly.
“Who says you can’t have fun while working?”
His dark eyes meet mine, my lower lip trembling. No, I’m not nervous. I’m just ready to burn. To hell with the consequences. I’ll deal with my broken heart later when he leaves and returns to the life that’s waiting for him in Los Angeles.
Then I have no more chance to think as his mouth lands on mine. If there is any other rational thought in my mind, his kiss makes them disappear. Maybe making out on the patio—with our son wandering around—is the worst idea we ever had, but right now, I don’t care.
I want this.
I need this.
And whatever he’s promising me for later.
He takes my head in his hands as his tongue searches for mine. My trembling hands find their way up his strong chest, following the lines of his button-down shirt, clutching onto him for dear life.
At this point, I’m not sure my knees can do their job and support me. A sound of frustration tears from his chest, and I swear I could feel it everywhere. His hands are on my back, pulling me tighter against his hard body.
Yes, he’s hard everywhere.
Our lower bodies are pressed together, and the evidence of his desire is trapped between us, pushing against my belly. My hips move by themselves, grinding against him, looking for more. His mouth moves down my throat until his lips found the line of my shirt.
We jump apart with a gasp at the sound of a little voice. “Stop doing that,” Davi cries. “Mommy, I found my room. Come to look!”
I look at my son’s little face. He’s so happy to have us in the same house… I start to follow him, but David’s hand on my arm stops me.
“Go and indulge our son’s attention,” he says, his eyes on fire. “Remember my promise, and have in mind, Ella, I’m ravenous for you.”
Chapter Fourteen
Melanie
“I live here!” My son announces as he enters the room that will be his for the following weeks. The space reflects the same decoration as the rest of the house. A big difference catches my eye. A dinosaur bedspread was placed over the bed. “Big boy bed!” he cries in excitement and throws himself on top of the comforter.
I turn to look at David, who only shrugs in response. This isn’t the work of magic, probably some calls were made, and his poor assistant had to come here to get everything ready for our arrival.
Later, we are camping on the living room carpet after havingcarne asadatacos on the patio. Davi and David are making another dinosaur made of paper. It still amazes me how patient and dedicated David is to our son. Always caring, always smiling. I’m sure that complicated times will come, too, but for now, they are getting used to one another easily.
“This one doesn’t jump,” Davi complains while trying to make the origami T-Rex to bounce on the coffee table.
“Have you seen a jumping dinosaur, son?” David replies, and Davi knits his brows together while giving the question a little consideration. “Let’s make Mommy a flower.”
My loving gaze is on them when Davi asks: “Can we make flowers, too?”
“Sure,” David says as he starts folding some purple construction paper and showing every step to Davi, who tries to mimic every movement on a pink sheet. It amazes me the resemblance between father and son. Even their hands look the same, including their crooked pinkies.
“Are you sure this will be a flower, Daddy?”
“Very,” David answers before grabbing another piece of paper in a deeper shade of purple. “Patience, my son. You’re doing a good job there.”
