“I’m going to need you to go and visit your friends right now so I can sleep,” she remarks, trying to deflect.
“No can do, princess. I can assure you my friends are doing the sexy tango with their wives.”
“I can assure you Bruce is available to chat with you.”
I laugh out loud because she’s right on that account. Bruce is probably working; the guy gives ‘workaholic’ a whole new meaning. I crawl into the tight spot with her as my hands find their way under the blanket to the perky nipples awaiting my touch. A soft moan escapes her, and I know I’ve already won. I mentally put my tango hat on. I’m so ready for this special dance that we always make together. I take a nipple in my mouth,enjoying the soft moan she releases, which motivates me to carry on, while her body reacts to my touch. I’ve always loved the feel of her skin and the sounds she makes in response to my touch.
“Daniel,” her voice is honeyed.
Chapter 39
Daniel
“I have a problem.” I say
“The last time you had a problem, it was resolved by you moving in with your girl. So, what could possibly be your problem this time?” Luke smirks. “Things aren’t going good with her?”
I chuckle, something I find myself doing a lot lately.Things are great, moving in the right direction,long as I keep picking her messes off the floor.
“Things are great with her, when she’s not driving me crazy. My problem isn’t her, it's a twelve-year-old boy that eats all the pastries she bakes for me.”
Luke bursts into laughter.
“I’m serious. This kid tells me most of the time that he’s going to marry my girl when he’s older. That I disregard, but what rubs me wrong the most is when he eats the pastries Anu makes for me without care.” Luke laughs more. “For real, this kid is practically stealing my food, poking me and smiling all the way to the couch with a smirk on his face.”
“I got to hand it to you,” he says through laughter. “You really do have all the big problems.” He laughs and pats my back. “If it’s any consolation, I just dropped my boys at my mom’s for the weekend so they can stop cock-blocking me.”
Now, I’m the one laughing.
“Little boys are now our problems,” I say.
“Who would have thought?”
“I just solved my problem, and how do you plan to solve yours?” He asks
“I honestly don’t know, but I’ll figure something out. Maybe another twelve-year-old girl or a fourteen-year-old girl, but I need to win this. Because this kid gives me a smug smile every time he eats my stuff, like he knowingly did it because he’s hoping I get upset enough and leave.
“Are you likely to get upset enough and leave, so he can marry your girl as he has professed?” Luke teases.
“Fuck no! I just have to find something he wants more than my food and my girl,” I answer with a little determination to resolve my problem.
“Do you need Bruce on his ass?”
Now I know Luke is mocking me.
“I’m tempted to get Bruce on his ass, but I think I can resolve my problem on my own without the big gun.” Luke laughs at my demise, even I laugh inside at my own demise.
“So, how’s living with a woman?”
I release a slow, frustrated sigh.
“That bad uh?”
“You got me,” I state.
“I told myself that I just wanted our agreement, but I find myself looking forward to the end of each day so I can return home and I get cranky when the apartment is empty. I race home just to see her. Didn’t realize how much I would dislike not finding her at home sometimes,” I take a drink and sigh.
“Your craving for her was easy, now the love is settled. Stop resisting and accept the fact that you are in love with her or let her go.”
