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But when she tried to pull away, his hold on her tightened. “Aren’t you forgetting something, little girl?”
Confused, she looked up at him, trying to think of what she could have missed. “What did I forget?”
“This.” Lowering his head, he captured her lips with his and she sighed into the kiss. Without hesitation, she surrendered, melting into him as he kissed her so thoroughly her mind emptied of everything but the feel and taste of him.
“Much better,” he murmured when he lifted his head again. “Let’s go exploring, babygirl.”
* * *
By the time they took their seats at the brunch spot all the local blogs had recommended, Carly’s cheeks were flushed with pink and she kept casting nervous little glances around the restaurant. He’d taken great pleasure in setting the vibrator to the lowest setting on the drive over and ignoring her pleas to let her come as she squirmed on the seat beside him.
“Comfortable, babygirl?” he asked when she shifted for the third time in less than five minutes.
The glare she shot him had him swallowing a laugh. “You know I’m not.”
“Poor baby.” Leaning in, he dropped his voice for only her to hear. “Would you feel better if Daddy let you come right here at the table?”
“Matt!” His name came out as an odd whisper-squeal combination, and he lost the battle to hold back his laughter.
“What? I was trying to do you a favor.”
Before she could do more than glare at him again, their waiter popped up beside the table, a wide smile on his face. “Good morning, folks! How are you enjoying your visit to our little town so far?”
“It’s been great.” Better than his wildest, hottest fantasies, but he didn’t think their waiter really wanted to know all that.
“Excellent! Can I get you folks started with something to drink? A mimosa perhaps?”
Matt opened his mouth to ask for a mimosa and a cup of coffee when Carly jumped in. “Just orange juice for me, please. And a glass of water.”
“Coffee, black,” Matt said distractedly, shifting his attention to his babygirl. Who, if he wasn’t mistaken, was blushing even more than she had been when they’d sat down.
“Perfect. I’ll get those right out for you folks, and I’ll be back to take your order whenever you’re ready.”
“No mimosa?” he asked when the waiter had disappeared.
“No. Alcohol makes me… you know. And I’m alreadyyou knowenough, thank you very much.”
Ah, how could he have forgotten? Alcohol, especially champagne, made his babygirl even wetter and hotter than usual. The sadist in him was tempted to order her a mimosa anyway, just to watch her squirm, but she was already squirming enough as it was. Another day, perhaps, when he didn’t have so much riding on giving her the perfect day.
His goal was to keep her on edge, keep her mind on how much she wanted his cock inside her. Not how much she wanted to murder him.
It was a fine line indeed.
“Fair enough,” he said, letting the subject drop. “Anything look good, babygirl?”
“Everything.” Her laughter rang out, as bright and cheerful as her, and his heart thumped painfully in his chest. When she glanced up from the menu, her eyes sparkled with the joy she never seemed to lose.
It amazed him, and humbled him, that she could still find so much happiness in life when she’d lost so much so young. At barely twenty-one, she’d been married and widowed before most people even really knew what love was.
“I love you.” The words burst out of him before he’d even registered his need to say them. As though what he felt for her was so big it couldn’t be contained. Which was honestly how it felt pretty much every day, but today it felt even larger than usual.
This time when she looked up, her eyes held a hint of confusion alongside the ever-present amusement. “I love you, too. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“I don’t know. You seem kind of on edge all of a sudden. Which is ironic, since you’re not the one with something shoved up your?—”
“Here are those drinks for you folks!”
