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I wasn’t worried like before.
Now, the only threat to Iain was the press camped outside his property.
Even though I was no longer on the Bandit payroll, I’d texted back and forth with Zoe about the next steps. Iain and I were due to talk to her next week to finalize a plan to make our relationship public.
But one breaking news story at a time…
“Dad?”
I looked at my son. “Yes?”
“Did you hear what I said?”
“Uh, sorry. I guess I zoned out for a moment.” Then I looked at the spatula in my hand. “Oh, did you want more lasagna?”
“No, I’m stuffed. I want to go play video games. Can I be excused?”
“You may.”
“Not so fast.” Mom pointed at Jaxon. “First, you help me clear the table.”
“Yes, Nana.”
Jaxon’s response was so solemn that I bit back a laugh and caught Iain doing the same.
“Dawson, why don’t you and Iain go relax on the couch? You know the rules; you cook, I clean,” Mom offered.
I’d take any opportunity to get cozy with my man.
I walked over and took Iain’s hand, guiding him to the sectional.
Once we were seated, Iain tucked into my side, I slid a hand through his silky hair and kissed his temple. “Do you want us to stay another week?”
Iain let out a contented sigh. “Could you?”
“Of course. I love you, and I love being here.”
“I was thinking of doing some renos. Maybe make a bigger kitchen and expand the living room.” Iain looked up at me, his big brown eyes filled with warmth. “But only if you design it with me?”
“I’d be honored,” I replied, then took his mouth in a soft kiss.
“Good. That way, we can make my houseourhome,” he whispered, gently biting my lower lip.
“That’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
Iain’s husky laughter came a close second.
Iain
A week later
Dawson and I were video conferencing with Zoe to discuss our PR plan.
We were about to go public with our relationship, and while I was used to seeing my name splashed over the headlines, Dawson was not. Now, he appeared to be the one on edge, his knee tapping out a nervous rhythm.
I reached for his hand. He brought mine up to his mouth, placing kisses on my palm.
The man could not stop touching me, and his possessive affection drove me wild. My sex drive, which had been on pause since the incident, had come rumbling to life over the past twenty-four hours. As soon as we were done with this call, and since we had the house to ourselves, it was on.
