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What she means is she’ll intentionally avoid being near it, so it won’t trigger a deadly response to arrive on her doorstep.
I swallow hard.
This is too risky. I should call it off.
Curty takes my hand and tugs me toward the back yard, but I cement my boots to the ground and tell him to hold fire and let me stay right where I am, because Kira has something else to say, and she looks anxious about it. Her bare toes have clamped onto the wood of the porch, and her eyes are all shifty, as she presses her lips together.
“Is there something else, Kira?”
She closes her eyes, and a slight smile lifts her lips, but she doesn’t say anything. Her delightfully erect nipples speak volumes, though. Is she responding to me?
“Kira?” I say again, my tone deep and rumbling.
She shivers, and Curty pokes me in the guts. “You sound weird. Are you getting sick?”
I look down at him, annoyed at myself for being too overt regarding my infatuation.
“You look weird too.” He assesses me with his gaze, much the way his mother did in the past, when I’ve needed medical attention. “Does Mom need to take your temperature? She has this cool thermometer that goes in your ear and…”
His voice fades into the background, along with everything else, when I lift my gaze to Kira again. I’m pretty sure she knows what temperature she makes me.
“I was just going to say it’s the extra-spare bathroom, for weird outdoor emergencies, so it’s kind of crappy, but it’ll do.” She looks between me and Curty, while she fidgets with her dress. “You can use it without having to take your boots off.”
“It has spiders,” Curty adds. “I won’t be using it.”
I smile and nod at Kira. “I’m okay with spiders. Thank you.”
“It… The sink backs up sometimes,” she says, her cheeks blooming with color. “I keep meaning to call a plumber to check the down-curvy-trap-thing in the pipe.” She draws the shape with her finger.
“You want me to take a look at it?” I ask. “Fix it while, we’re here?”
She presses her lips together again, which keeps her obvious smile in check. “That would be great,” she says, her eyes twinkling. “Thank you.”
Interesting.
She clearly wants me to see something in that bathroom, and I want to fucking run there right now to see it, but I am very aware of our son, tugging on my arm to get me moving on the project we’re both dying to get to work on.
“Mind if I check out this tree first?” I ask, trying to let her know with my eyes that I’ve understood the mission and that I’ll get there as soon as I can without breaking the heart of our very excited and obsessed with building shit, just like I was, kid.
She smiles and nods. “Of course. You boys go play. I’ve got stuff I need to do, anyway.” She waves us toward the back yard and heads inside, leaving the door open so I can see her ass jiggle as she trots up the stairs.
I grunt softly and send Curty on a mission to find my measuring tape, so I can tuck my dick away better without his seeing. “Might have to keep my cock permanently strapped down while I’m here.”
“You’re going to fucking hate this,” Loosh says as we start moving toward the back yard.
“Love and hate feels like the same thing when you’re trying to hold back a fucking orgasm, so you’re not wrong. I’m hoping it’ll settle, but if it doesn’t, I’ll be using that garage bathroom a lot. It’s only fair to warn you.”
“Why? Because I’ll have to think about you jerking off in there while I’m dumping out? The disgust should register the other way around, with you thinking about me shitting in a place you want to come.”
I stare at him. “I have one fucking week of being close to her, Loosh. Don’t ruin it for me.”
He considers the request, and then nods. “Fine. I won’t use your masturbation bathroom.”
“Thank you.”
“But you can’t leave me alone with the boy too much. I’ll fuck him up.”
I give him a sideways look. “You will not. I wouldn’t let you near him if I thought that. Tell Jack to shut the fuck up and get out of your head. Don’t allow him the satisfaction of making you believe that shit. You’re a great guy.”
