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Turning to the man she was going to marry, she was a bit disappointed he had not participated in the battle. But then again, she wondered what side he would have been on. His kids or hers?
He was not smiling. In fact, he looked mad at what she had done, which was childish. But it had gotten all the kids to loosen up and have a little fun even when they were pissed at their dad.
“Everyone, upstairs and shower. Try not to get anything on the floor,” Leo stated, getting up from the table.
“Leave your clothes on the floor in the bathrooms. I’ll take care of them,” Lucy added. It wasn’t the first time she had to take red sauce out of some clothes.
As the girls got up, they were a little nervous because their dad sounded mad. Lucy bit her lip as she worried that she maybe went a little too far, then took it over the edge.
With the last half-shell that had landed on her lap, she grabbed it and threw it at the man who she was supposed to marry in a few days—a man who was probably thinking about grounding her right now.
The shell hit him in the heart, though it was hard to tell with his red shirt. His eyes snapped down at the shell falling to the ground, then at her. The girls starting laughed at him and his disbelief at what had happened.
He smiled at them and gave a fake laugh in return. Even Lucy knew it was fake.
Yup, too far.
Once the girls were out of the room, she got up from her chair and stood by the table, ready to be yelled at. Maybe one day she would look back and laugh at her two-day engagement to her boss.
“Did you really start a food fight with my kids?” he asked as he rounded the table back to her.
“Yes, they needed loosening up,” she explained. It sounded lame even to her, but it was the truth.
“Did you throw food at me?” he demanded, pointing at the wet red spot on his otherwise perfect shirt.
“No, that was someone else.” She grinned, as if he would buy that.
“I would throw some at you if there were any more left.” His eyes slid down her body. “Or if you weren’t completely covered in it already.”
Without thinking, she grinned and ran her hands over his shirt, her hands covered in red sauce and little bits of meat and shells. “Like that?”
Too late, he grabbed her hands and pushed them above her head, away from him. He was suddenly close to her, too close. Whether his blue eyes were looking at her or the sauce on her face, she didn’t know. But she couldn’t look away from him.
“I would ground you if you weren’t so fucking cute right now,” he stated huskily as his lips lowered to hers.
He tasted of red sauce. He wasn’t covered in the stuff, so it must have been on her lips. The taste alone made her want more of him. Her tongue darted out to taste his lips, only to meet his doing the same.
Tilting her head, his hands let go of hers and pulled her closer to him.
With her arms free, she was able to push out of his arms. Not that she wanted to, but she needed to. At this point, she didn’t need to fall for him. That wasn’t what their relationship was about.
To her surprise, he let her go as she looked around the room. “I have to clean this.”
“I’ll clean up. You have to take a shower also.” He ran a finger over her cheek and licked the sauce from it.
“I guess I might have lost,” she admitted with a smile, pushing all thought of the kiss from her mind.
“Four against one, you were going to lose.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her from the dining room.
She let her competitive side show. “I was ahead for a little while.”
Pulling her up the stairs, he replied, “For two shells, then you were fighting a losing battle.”
“I’ll win next time.”
“Next time?” He towed her into the master suite that made her bedroom look like an efficiency apartment.
“Figure of speech.” She grinned as he showed her the bathroom.
“Next time, you’re cleaning the dining room.” He let go of her hand.
“Next time, you will be involved,” she replied, looking at the shower, his shower.
“I’ll go find you something to wear.” He walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind him.
Patting herself on the back for not inviting him to shower with her, she admitted staying out of Leo’s bed for two years was going to be impossible. After that kiss, it was all she could think about. And sadly, she would think about him whenever she tasted red sauce. It was one of her favorites, but now it would be a constant reminder of that kiss.
