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His smirk reappears. “I’d like to see you try to kick me out of my own kitchen.”

“It’s my kitchen now, too,” I remind him.

“Go ahead and try it, then. See what happens,” he challenges, amusement glinting in his pretty blue eyes.

He’s so much trouble, I can’t even with him.

I shake my head, turning back to the refrigerator to put away the meat and cheese. “You want anything to drink while I’m in here?”

Rather than answer my question, he asks, “Is my dad fucking you yet?”

I’m so startled, I drop the bag of cheese on the floor. My face heats as I bend over to grab it. “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

“That sounds like a no.”

“I don’t care what it sounds like.” Awkwardly, I drop the cheese in the drawer and close the refrigerator. I don’t understand why he’s asking.

“Get me a bottle of water.”

Without thought, I open the refrigerator door to grab him one, but it hits me that he waited for me to close the door first just to be an asshole. I still snatch a bottle out of the fridge and walk it over to him, but I’m much less friendly about it than I would have been when I initially offered.

“Thank you,” he says smugly, his gaze locked on mine.

“You’re going to make some lucky woman completely fucking crazy one of these days.”

He grins and cracks open his water. “Hey, play your cards right, and it could be you.”

“I’ll pass,” I tell him, grabbing my phone and setting the timer since he had me so distracted, I completely forgot to set the one on the oven.

“You sure?” he calls as I head back to the foyer for my backpack.

“Pretty sure,” I call back

“What are we sure about?”

I gasp, my heart lifting at the sight of Milo standing just inside the door. “You’re home!” I’m so happy to see him that I run and jump at him, locking my arms around his neck.

Startled, he stumbles back a step, laughing, but he locks his arm around my waist to keep me close. “I guess you’re happy to see me,” he rumbles tenderly.

“I sure am,” I say, kissing him all over his face. “You’re early. I thought you wouldn’t be home until after five.”

He leans in to kiss me on the lips. “I wanted to surprise you.” Bringing the hand that isn’t around my waist up, he reveals a bouquet of flowers I didn’t even notice him carrying.

“You’re wonderful,” I inform him.

“Take them.”

I grab the bouquet.

As soon as his hands are free, he plants them under my ass and lifts me. I lock my legs around his waist and proceed to kiss his neck.

“We should probably put these in some water,” he says, then carries me to the kitchen.

“Do you have a vase?” I ask.

“We should have some around here somewhere.”

He continues to carry me over to the island, then gently lets me down so he can scour the cabinets for a vase.

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