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“Hi.” He stroked a finger over her wet bottom lip as they reluctantly drew apart.
“Hi.” She kissed the dent in his chin. “I missed you.”
“Uh huh. Not enough to answer my texts apparently.”
His teasing grin faltered slightly as he glanced around her to where his mother stood, probably viewing them with disapproval. Kissing in public. How shameful.
“Mother,” he said with enough coolness to do a Duffy proud.
“Grayson. What a surprise to see you.”
“Yeah, well, we finished up early and Luc dropped me off here since my girl wasn’t answering my dirty texts. So you know, gotta see what’s up.”
“Gray,” Jazz said, biting her lip to stop her grin. “Seriously not the time.”
“It’s always the time for dirty texts. Right, Mother?”
Instead of reading him the riot act, she only smiled serenely. “Newlyweds have their own rules, don’t they, dear?”
At leasthedid. Jazz not so much.
Gray slung an arm around Jazz’s shoulders. “We kind of always have. Right, sugarpop?”
She tried to give him a stern look—he could save the playfulness until his mom went home, for pete’s sake—but he was so damn cute that she ended up giggling and shoving an elbow into his ribs.
“No wonder that young man in there thought you were a teenager, Jasmine. You’re still so…youthful.”
In a flash, Jazz’s amusement withered. “Being youthful isn’t a bad thing.” Ah, to hell with it. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t seem to win over this woman. “At least my tits are still perky.”
“Hear, hear,” Gray said, making Jazz laugh.
No matter what, he would always be her oasis in the center of any storm. The one who could dry her tears and give her an attack of the giggles just by saying the exact right thing. And five minutes later, melt her panties when he whispered something hot and dirty in her ear.
He was, bar none, the best thing that had ever happened to her.
She glanced down at her belly. Tied for best.
Truth was, she was ridiculously happy. So happy that little blips like today shouldn’t even register. Which meant she could be magnamous and ignore Mrs. Duffy’s looking down her nose routine. Because she was Gray’s mother, and maybe Harper was right. Maybe it was just what a mother did when confronted with evidence of her grown child’s sexual activity.
She would’ve figured her big belly would’ve been proof enough, but yanno, she wasn’t going to split hairs.
She also wasn’t going to hold a grudge.
“Thank you for suggesting this today,” she said to his mother. “It was fun.”
Mrs. Duffy tilted her head, studying Jazz as if she were an exotic beetle. “Yes, it was. I liked Harper. She’s a nice girl.”
“Yes, she is.”And I am too, even if I sent your son a picture of my breasts about to spill out of my bra.
“You are too,” Mrs. Duffy added, moving forward to give Jazz a quick hug. Jazz tried to hug her back, but her arms had gone numb.
Mrs. Duffy pulled back and shifted her attention to her son, hugging him tightly enough to crack a rib. He wasn’t nearly as enthusiastic.
“Perhaps we can have lunch next week?” There was no mistaking the hope in Mrs. Duffy’s expression.
“Sure. I can bring Harper too if you’d like.”Because you like her better than me.
Her cool gray eyes, so like Gray’s, warmed. “Actually, no, I think it’d be good for us to…bond on our own. Don’t you think?”
