How can arms be this good-looking?
It takes so much willpower not to turn around and give in to what my body wants.
Eyeing his little sister, who sits beside us on the counter, I watch in amazement as she dunks a strawberry into the hot chocolate, all the way to the leaves.
“Ow!” she cries once the hot liquid touches the tips of her fingers.
“Oh no!” I cry out. Levi moves his arm out of the way as I rush over to her and kiss her fingers. “It’s okay, Stella.”
“It stings.” Her big green eyes start to water as her cheeks turn red.
Picking her up off the counter, I walk us over to the sink and turn on the cold water. Testing it with my finger first, I place the fingers she burned under the water, making her flinch at the sudden coolness.
“Cold water will help with the stinging.”
Her lip quivers as she stuffs her face into my neck.
“You’ll be okay, kid.” Levi shoots me a wobbly smile as he rubs her back. “Let’s get back to making the strawberries.”
She shakes her head, refusing to peek up at her brother.
He bites his lip, conflicted. “If you want to eat them, then you have to help make them. I didn’t make the rules. Amelia did.”
I scoff at his smiling face.
Pulling her body so her chest is against mine, I place one hand under her bum for support, but with the other, I make sure to flip off her brother without her seeing. “Since I make the rules, I give you permission to eat all your brother’s.”
“Yay!” She perks up, sending a funny look in her brother’s direction, making me laugh.
I’m going to get the hiccups from all the laughing I’ve been doing.
“I guess I’ve been replaced.” He plays along, running a hand through his tousled hair.
I can’t help but cast my gaze to his black sweatpants that are riding low on his hips. Leaving nothing to my imagination. I bet he’s teasing me on purpose.
The combination of his hair, tattoos, glasses, the tight black shirt he’s wearing, plus his sweats, it seems like he’s heaven and my greatest nightmare, combined into one man.
“All right, princess, how about you go watch some TV while Amelia and I clean up?”
Listening to her brother, Stella squiggles out of my arms and skips out of the room. All I want to do is scream for her not to leave me alone with him. I don’t bother giving the intimidating man that’s hovering above me a second glance as I walk over to our strawberries and continue dunking them into the now semi-hot chocolate.
“Do I make you nervous?” his husky voice whispers from behind me.
I feel his warm body coming near mine until his lips are touching my ear.
I scoff at his ignorance and slightly hate my body for its reaction.
These butterflies in my tummy need to go away.
“For someone so grumpy, I didn’t think you’d care about what I thought about you,” I muse, ignoring the way he brushes his lips against my ear, sending shivers deep into my bones.
“I know you think about me, especially at night, with your covers all drawn up to your chin while you do naughty things below them,” he grips my chin until my head is pulled back against his shoulder.
His lips are right there. So ready to touch mine.
“Do you imagine my dick ruining you?”
My mouth parts as he drags his other hand up my stomach and under my crew neck so he’s touching my bare skin. It seems I’ve forgotten how to speak when I feel his muscular, hard body on my back. And his knowing smirk pisses me off.
