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“Chocolate milk, please.”
I’m in the kitchen getting LJ a snack before he washes up and heads to bed.
“One chocolate milk coming right up.”
“Yesss,” he says excitedly. “Chocolate milk is the best.”
I smile because I loved chocolate milk when I was a kid. At least he got that from me.
I’m trying to reach over and grab the chocolate powder from the cabinet when I hear the door open and the sound of the beep from the alarm being disarmed.
I look down and realize I’m wearing boy shorts and a tank top. Shit. Not the clothes I should wear in case I have company. Camila is fast asleep in her room.
The only person who would have the code is the security guys Kalum has on detail or Kalum himself.
We hear the door close and the lock turn and then, footsteps before Kalum’s massive body comes into view.
“Kalum?”
“Jeez, the guy is huge,” LJ whispers, his eyes going wide.
I grin. He is huge.
My eyes wander appreciatively over his tall frame with his bulging biceps straining from his soft cotton T-shirt. He is wearing sweats slung low on his hips with sneakers, reminding me of when we were back in high school.
“Hi,” he greets us, but his gaze focuses on LJ.
Like he needs his approval, and it’s kind of cute.
“Hi, Mr. St. Claire,” LJ says in his little voice.
“Please… call me Kalum.”
“Okay, Kalum.” LJ’s gaze travels up to Kalum’s face. “How did you get to be so tall?”
“I don’t know. I just grew,” he says with a smile.
“I want to be tall, but I’m not sure if I will because Mommy is really short, and Daddy was not tall like you.”
“He was tall enough,” Kalum says.
“Yeah, but not like you. I want to be really tall, so I can help Mommy grab the chocolate powder from the cabinet.”
I blush because I am short. I need a stool or small ladder to reach for things.
“She’s having trouble, huh?”
“Yep.”
“I can fix that.”
Kalum watches me from across the island and looks behind me with the cabinet door open and the chocolate powder on the top shelf. I look over at the couch for the blanket I leave there when we watch movies.
When I spot it neatly folded in the corner, I quickly move over to the other side and grab it, wrapping it around my body for modesty.
I can feel his gaze tracking my movements. Flutters erupt in my lower belly, and my spine tingles. Goose bumps rise on the back of my thighs where I feel exposed at how short my boy shorts are. My ass cheeks are practically hanging out.
