“Look at that…” Brinley pointed at me. “She’s thinking about it.”
Everyone burst into a fit of giggles.
“How can I not think about it? He’s a great guy, a wonderful dad, and sex on a stick,” I said. “Oh my, I can’t believe I just said that out loud.” And a bit too loud from the looks I got from the tables around us.
Rubbing my hands down the front of my jeans nervously, I wondered if Bodie was the man I’d been waiting for all this time. Was he the one? Not wanting to dissect our relationship anymore, I got the ladies to change the subject and they let it happen because they all loved me.
After we finished eating and enjoying each other’s company, I headed home. It was a Friday night and I had no plans.
I guess it was movie night, alone. Or I could stop hiding?
But I still wasn’t so sure that was a good idea.
* * *
I hadn’t been payingattention for the second time that day.
Almost to my apartment door, I glanced up from my phone and froze. My gaze collided with Bodie’s.
While my body might not be moving, my mind was reeling frantically trying to think of a way I could pretend I didn’t see him and duck into my apartment. Damn I was a chicken but he had my feelings all jumbled to epic proportions.
He must have read my mind because his eyes squinted, zeroing in on me even more.
“Don’t even think about running,” his stern, deep, dad voice said.
Why the fuck was his bossy, dad voice so damn sexy? Instantly, my panties grew wet as his tone washed over me and sent tingles cascading down my spine.
I’d thought I was safely going to avoid him. It was mid-afternoon and I figured he’d be at work.
As he stalked toward me like a wild animal looking to catch his prey, I tried to tell my feet to move, but they were glued to the spot on the floor.
Alley was right. He found me.
And I was definitelynotsafe.
A little voice inside my head said,do you really want to be?
ChapterFourteen
BODIE
I’d waited long enough.
Giving Gemma space may have been good for her but it had been hell on me. And not only me but my children too. They missed her as much as I did. I’d be lying if I didn’t say that scared the shit out of me, but something shifted each time she was around, and after tasting her sweet lips, I was hooked.
I’d been floundering like a fish for years but Gemma made me want to jump back into the water and swim straight into her arms.
I couldn’t let her go.
But first I had to catch her and convince her to give me a chance.
When I stopped in front of Gemma, her eyes darted all around trying not to make contact with mine. Taking my hand, I placed it softly on the back of her neck and held her still so she had to look at me. The flecks of gold in her deep brown eyes sparked with emotion and she bit her bottom lip, causing me to groan with a desperate need to taste her.
“Inside,” I demanded.
Something about the sprite and very innocent woman, brought out the caveman inside of me that I didn’t know existed. I shouldn’t be thinking of my deceased wife but it didn’t go unnoticed to me that Isabelle and I had a beautiful, safe, loving relationship. With Gemma, it could be all that, but at the same time, there was an animalist beast in me waiting to break free.
Her eyes widened and I dropped my hand from her neck. She then moved the remaining distance toward her door with me following behind her.
