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I somehow make it through our meal without throwing her gorgeous little ass up on the counter and fucking her until she’s too exhausted to resist what’s happening between us.
“I’ll help you with the dishes,” she offers when I get up to put our plates in the sink.
“I’ll do it later.” I’m not going to waste this date with her cleaning my goddamn kitchen. “Would you like to watch a movie?” It’s already ten o’clock, and I should let her go home and get some sleep, but I can’t let her go.
She shocks the shit out of me, answering, “That sounds great. Tomorrow is my day off so I can sleep in.” I’m supposed to be at the store at seven am, but I’ll do without a few hours’ sleep to spend more time with her.
After our movie, it takes every ounce of control I possess to walk her home. She inputs the code to open her door and turns to me. “Thank you for a very nice dinner.”
There’s no way I’m leaving without a kiss. Her soft, pouty lips have been calling to me, and I can’t resist them anymore. “You’re welcome, baby doll.” I cover her sweet lips with mine and groan as her mouth opens for me.
I pull her soft, curvy body against mine and run my tongue along the inside of her mouth. Her tongue shyly follows my lead, and I realize she isn’t very experienced.
Approaching the point of no return, I pull back and lay my forehead against hers. “I want to eat you up,” I whisper against her lips and watch as she does the fish out of water thing again. “But I want to do this right.”
“What is this?” She swallows and steps back to stare into my eyes. My brave little baby doll isn’t some pushover. In that instant, she steals the rest of my heart and soul. I’m fucking hers for the taking, and she has no idea how I feel.
“This is me wooing you.” It’s time to lay my cards on the table and kick my wooing campaign into overdrive.
“Wooing me?” She points at her chest. “Like woo… wooing me?” I can’t keep up with this conversation. As one of three brothers, I’ve never had a girl around, except my mother but she doesn’t count, to learn how a woman’s mind works. “Or do you just want to get me into bed?”
I pull her back against my body and place a soft kiss on one of the little freckles dotting her peaches and cream skin. “I definitely want to get you into bed.” She pushes away, but I hold her tight. “And keep you there for the rest of your life. I figure five or six kids should be a good number for us.”
Her arms go slack around me as she stares up at me like I’ve grown a second head. “Five or six?”
“I’ll settle for four.” I remember my dad’s advice from a long time ago. Always start high and leave room to negotiate.
“Uh…” She steps back. “Why don’t we start with a second date and see where things go from there?” Hell yes! I mentally fist-pump the air.
“Sounds like a plan. I’ll see you tomorrow, baby doll.” I give her one more quick kiss and head back to my house. I have plans to make.
Chapter6
Jazzy
The next morning,I’m lying on the sofa watching Roger play with one of the ornaments on our tree when the doorbell rings. I glance down at my old t-shirt and fuzzy pajama pants and groan to myself. Oh well, whoever decided to ring my doorbell at eight o’clock in the morning will just have to deal with my casual look.
I pull the door open, ready to blast my early caller, when I find a huge bouquet of pink flowers obscuring the delivery person. “Hello.” I glance around the blooms.
“Hi.” The gorgeous blonde smiles at me. “I have a delivery for Jasmine Matheson.”
“That’s me.” She looks vaguely familiar, but I can’t place where I’ve seen her before. “I’m Kyra Rickman.” Her name isn’t familiar. “I own Petal Pushers with my twin sister.”
“Nice to finally meet you.” I smile and step back. “Would you like to come in?”
“I wish I had time.” She hands me the heavy bouquet. Darn. There must be at least thirty or forty flowers. “But my delivery person called in sick so I’m trying to get all these deliveries done before my husband’s meeting later this morning.” I nod my head and smile, but I have absolutely no idea what her husband’s meeting has to do with her deliveries. “He won’t let me go on deliveries alone.” She rolls her eyes and answers my question.
“Oh.” My brother-in-law is the same way with Letty. Lex is a judge here in town, and he’s made sure everyone knows he’d tear this town apart if anyone dares to upset his wife. “Maybe some other time.” I place the heavy bouquet on the table beside the door.
“Sounds great. Have a good day.” She gives me a little wave and rushes out to the white and pink delivery van as a huge giant wearing a cowboy hat hops out.
This freaking town seems to breed handsome, masculine, overprotective Neanderthals, and I’m pretty sure I have my very own caveman.
After arranging the bouquet of pink roses next to the red ones, I pull out my cell phone and look through my contacts for the Scrooge who stole my heart.
Last night before walking me home, he insisted on typing his number into my phone and sending himself a message so he’d have my number. Then he totally blew my mind when he gave me a key to his house, “just in case” I ever need to get in.
The phone only rings once before his deep voice wraps around me. “I was hoping you’d call, baby doll.”
