Before I bailed on her current teasing, I reminded myself that Elle drove down to Baton Rouge over her girly feelings for me.
“Stay here tonight.”
“No.”
“I think you want to. Besides, you’ll get back to Little Memphis too late to be of any use to your boy. Stay here tonight and go back in the morning.”
“What if you’re mean to me and I’m stuck in this fucking apartment all night?”
“You can tell the judge your sob story when I file for full custody.”
“Where will I sleep?”
“In my bed.”
“What if my pussy remains sandpaper dry all night? Will you get mad and pitch a fit like a dumb bitch?”
“Yes.”
“Well, that’s not much of a sales pitch.”
I rested my hand against her belly before nuzzling her neck. Elle froze at the feel of me against her. I sucked at her soft throat. A smile washed across her face. Everything about Elle felt familiar, like she was always meant to exist in my bed at this moment.
Though I believed in fate, I also knew my limitations. I wasn’t a man willing to sacrifice much for anyone, not even the sexy blonde haunting my every thought.
ELLE
Zodiac was so damn sexy that I could be forgiven for ignoring his many flaws. His hair felt soft against my cheek as he sucked at my throat. Soaking in his affection, I couldn’t deny the benefit of staying the night.
His hand left my stomach and slid up to my breast. It would be so easy to let him have what he wanted since I’d get to feel good in the process.
That’s what I did the night we made our baby. But I wasn’t currently drunk, meaning I couldn’t check out long enough for a man to rattle my leash.
“If I stay here tonight,” I said and removed his hand, “and you get on my nerves, do you promise to sleep on the couch?”
“No,” he said as his lips left my throat long enough to speak.
“Here's what happens next,” I said and wiggled free of his grip. Sitting up, I smiled at an annoyed Zodiac. “I’m going to call the people I love and explain how I’m staying the night.”
Assuming his erection might make thinking difficult, I paused to give Zodiac a chance to catch up to how he had won.
“But I have expectations,” I said, winning an eye roll from the sexy biker. “I want tortilla chips and spinach dip. Is that something you can provide me?”
“I can get whatever you want.”
“Then get those chips and dip plus the almond milk.”
“You’re fucking with me.”
“Wilbur has cravings,” I said and stroked my belly. “And I indulge my children. So, you go ahead and get those snacks for me while I make my calls. Then, we’ll finish watching the game. Afterward, we might come back in here and see if you can get my clothes off with your eyes closed.”
“Why with my eyes closed?”
“I’ve heard many great things about you. Now, you need to prove your talents.”
“Ah, so you want me to perform like a dancing monkey.”
“I drove down here to surprise you. I’m the one staying here rather than going home to my comfy bed. You could at least offer to dance a little for me.”
