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I tilt my head to the side as I look at her, “Do you need to go potty, little one?”
Shiloh rolls her eyes and groans like I’m the ridiculous one in this situation. “Mommy asked me the same thing. I’m just excited.” She peers around me and then flutters her eyelashes at me. “Can I come in and explore?”
I bark out a laugh and Journey looks a little embarrassed. She doesn’t need to be.
I step back and make an over-the-top gesture with my arm. “Explore away. Dinner will be ready soon.”
My woman kisses the underside of my jaw as she walks by me. The moment her lips touch me, my body comes alive. I wonder if she’ll always do this to me. I had no idea what I was missing before she came into my life.
“Is there anywhere you don’t want her to go?” Journey’s sweet voice has me pulling her into my chest and burying my face in her hair. She always smells like home to me, and tonight is no exception.
“She’s fine,” I murmur. I only pull back when I can’t hear Shiloh’s feet as she moves deeper into my house. “Now, pretty girl,” I growl and grip the hair at the nape of her neck, using it to pull her head back until she’s looking up into my eyes, “I want more than that little teasing taste you just tried to sell me.”
Journey flashes me a wide smile before she wraps her arms around my neck. The way she strains to reach me is hot as hell.
It jacks up my system and makes me crave her. When I kiss her, I devour her. She gives as good as she takes, creating a feedback loop of carnal pleasure. I groan against her lips, wanting so much more from her, but knowing now isn’t the time.
I’m hoping I can convince my girls to stay the night with me. If I can, I’m going to have my woman naked and writhing underneath me until we can’t keep our eyes open. Then I’ll be ravishing her in our dreams. It’s just the way it is.
It takes a lot of fucking effort for me to pull away from her soft lips. When I do, I find her brown eyes filled with lust and half-lidded while her lips are puffy, and her cheeks are flushed.
“Goddess,” I murmur, one word packed with reverence.
“Flirt,” she counters, but the sassy heat behind it isn’t there.
I’ll fucking take it.
We turn toward the hallway where Shiloh disappeared when we hear a squeal. Journey wrenches out of my arms and heads in that direction, but I grab her and tuck her into my side.
“She’s fine,” I assure her. “She just must have found her surprise.”
Journey sounds shocked and it brings a smile to my face, “Her surprise?”
“Well,” I drawl, “she loves them.”
Journey giggles, but the sound stops abruptly when we enter a room to find Shiloh sitting in the middle of it, her big eyes darting around and taking everything in. My little one looks at me and I have a moment of weakness when I worry that I stepped over the line.
“Is this room for me?” Shiloh’s voice is hesitant, like she’s afraid to hope.
“It is,” I nod and rub the back of my neck, trying to brace myself for their reaction. “I wanted you to have your own space here for whenever I can convince your mom to come over. It’s not much right now, but you can decorate it however you want.”
The walls of the room are white, and the only real furniture is an easel in the corner with some art supplies, a small dresser, a bed, and a desk. It’s minimal, but I didn’t want to go all out and have her hate it. She’s old enough to make her own choices on the type of room she wants.
She’s a young lady who knows her mind and I’m all for encouraging that. I figure, hopefully, it’ll save my ass from going to jail one day. She’ll be strong enough not to be swayed by some cocky asshole who won’t treat her right. Anyone who hurts her will have to deal with me but allowing her to be strong and independent will mean she’ll deal with them before I ever get the chance.
Win-fucking-win.
“I love it,” Shiloh shouts as she grins at me. She’s pure sincerity, at least, until the sass comes out. “I don’t need anything else than this right now, but I’ll let you know.”
“You do that,” I wink at her before leading Journey out of the room.
She’s looking a little shellshocked and hasn’t said a word. My palms start to sweat again.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she insists after I lead her into the kitchen.
“I wanted to, pretty girl,” I assert as I look into her eyes so she can see I’m telling her the truth. “She needs a place to sleep when you come over. If you think I won’t be sliding inside your sexy as fuck body and then sleeping wrapped around you all night, every night very soon, then I haven’t done a good enough job proving to you how I feel and what I want.”
Journey shakes her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and murmurs, “You are nothing like I expected Tanner.”
