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After all the orgasms we’d just had, how could I be aching and ready for another? From a kiss?

Slowly, he pulled away and tipped his forehead to mine. Our breaths mingled in the night air. “Good night, Tova.”

“Good night, Cody.”

He pushed the door open and ushered me inside first. I gave him a smile over my shoulder and shivered at the dark, heated look in his eyes. One foot in front of the other, I went to the guest room, the burn of his gaze on my back the entire time.

I’d wondered before what it would be like to wake up to this man. I still wanted to know, but I was comforted going to sleep knowing exactly where I was with him. Tomorrow, we’d go back to single dad and nanny, and if we never broke out of those roles again, at least I had tonight.

Thirteen

Tova

“You did it with him.” Thelma waved her hand up and down my body. I wasn’t dressed any differently than normal in jean shorts and a loose shirt I could move around in for a day of dance lessons. “You’re glowing, doll face.” Her lips flattened.

She worked later this morning, and I was having my chunky smoothie before heading out.

“It’s not like that.” I took another pull on my straw.

She tapped her unopened pack of cigarettes on the table and locked me into a silent face-off about my trip.

I returned home with Cody and the kids last night. Instead of diving right into a secret sleepover, we decided to give it a day and figure out what to do. Crocus Valley wasn’t as invested in Cody’s personal business as Buffalo Gully, but neither of us wanted the neighbors to speculate on my hours. I couldn’t exactly sleep over and never be seen coming or going.

I wanted to come a lot.

Ihadcome. A lot. My body hadn’t quit humming, and it’d been all I could do not to climb into bed with him the morning after we woke up in a child-free house to find out if he was as virile before noon.

I didn’t know if he’d brave getting more condoms in town, and I wasn’t going to ask. The weekend had been surreal, a quasi-vacation unlike any I’d ever had, and if it turned out to be a one-time occurrence, I wouldn’t have my hopes up.

How was Cody going to adjust to returning to his routine? To having time to think about how something between us was more trouble than he wanted?

What if he didn’t want to risk gossip trickling down to Grayson and Ivy? We had too many neighbor kids over to get caught sneaking a kiss. Thankfully, because I needed to quit thinking about when was the next time I could get close to Cody’s cock.

He was magnificent with it.

“You’re blushing.” Thelma sighed. “He got you with the magic dick.”

I choked on a mouthful of gritty smoothie. “Thelma.” Cody had earned my blush, though. “He’s the most generous guy I’ve been with.” She rolled her eyes, and I shook my head. “Really, it wasn’t serious, and he brought me home in one piece. He even put me on a horse and taught me how to ride.” My nerves were only just calming down. Give me a full auditorium over a creature four times my size with its own mind. Seeing Cody ride a horse had been so worth it, though. “Not once did he offer to share me with his brothers.”

She didn’t laugh at my lame attempt at a joke. I was partially serious. Cody had constantly asked me throughout the weekend if I was doing okay or wanted to leave early. He hovered close to me during the cookout, like he wanted to make sure his brothers weren’t crowding me. As for his brothers, I’d never felt more like one of the bros. They didn’t leer at me or make sexual comments, and I never caught one staring. If I did, they were watching Cody interact with me with mixed reactions of curiosity, relief, and an overall sense of watchfulness. They’d been worried about him after his wife died.

What was it like to have a big, supportive family?

“So you two are just like...fucking around?”

Anyone else would make it sound like a bad thing, but Thelma was cautiously optimistic. “Yeah, I guess. Maybe. As long as we can keep it from the kids. We don’t want them to think something’s going on. He’s still planning to ship them off to his in-laws.” I heard my own judgment. I worried for Grayson. I didn’t know their grandparents, and I’d only heard about Meg, but Grayson possessed a sensitivity she hadn’t. Could they nurture a kid different from their daughter? Ivy would be fine. She was probably a little replica of her mother, but she’d still miss valuable time with her dad and also with her aunts and uncles.

“And you don’t agree?”

“I think the kids should stay with him, but maybe not in Buffalo Gully. He’s putting his job ahead of them, using his wife as an excuse, and saying that he’s a single dad with a full-time job.”

“Do you resent your mom dropping you off with us?”

I swirled my straw in my glass. The leap between the kids’ circumstances and mine when I was younger wasn’t far. Was I bitter about Mom dumping me? Yes, but I only had happy memories of living with Grandma and Thelma. Sure, we’d had our own struggles, many of them centered around Mom, but I’d had a good life with her and Thelma. “I’m more resentful about Mom not trusting herself enough to live on her own and support us.”

“She had a fear we couldn’t cure.”

“She had daddy issues.”

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