His eyes widen. “Really? I finally get to meet the kids?”
“Yeah...”
He pulls me into a deep kiss and I sigh, then pull away. “Clothes and home, Rock. Before I pass out.”
He laughs and helps me dress. Soon we are swinging by a local donut place, and he orders a dozen for us and the kids.
When we pull up to the gate to my house, I grab the opener from my bag and press the button.
Rock knows the address, but I haven't shared the gate code with anyone. Patrick is still out there, but supposedly he's getting treatment.
I don't trust it.
Once parked he walks around and opens my door, offering me his hand. I sway a little as he guides me to the side door.
Using my thumbprint, I unlock it and enter. The house is still, kids are asleep. I walk into the kitchen and start the coffee maker, then pull out cups, plates, juice and milk.
Rock looks around, and I realize he's never seen this part of my house. He's only ever walked in the front door and up the stairs to my room.
“This is really nice,” he mutters, peeking his head into the sunroom that's adjacent to the kitchen area.
It's one of my favorite places in the house. It has a great view of the pool and further down the yard to the small beach.
“Thanks. It's one of the biggest things I did once the club took off. I had it built from scratch. My dream home.”
He nods, and points to the small staircase off the kitchen. “Should I sneak upstairs before the kids wake up?”
I glance at the clock on the microwave and shake my head. “It's okay. Can you dish out some donuts and drinks? I'll go wake them. Honestly the twins are probably in my bed.”
“Yeah, I got this. Mind if I scramble some eggs? I need some protein with the sugar.”
“Make yourself at home, Rock.”
He gives me another wide smile, and the moment feels too intimate for me. I give him an awkward wave and leave him laughing behind me.
I don't want to fall into a committed relationship again, but the way he makes me feel… I am so screwed.
Chapter Three
Rock
Being in Shina's home is so surreal. Yes, I have driven her here a bunch of times and have even been in her bedroom, but this is new.
It's almost like we are starting a real relationship. Taking that step from fuck buddies to more.
I grab the juice and start pouring it into the cups she placed on the counter. They all have names on them. A thump from outside startles me, and I end up pouring a glass full of orange juice all over my shirt.
Shit!
I don't know why I'm jumpy all of a sudden. Shina said to make myself at home. It's not like she's going to change her mind and kick me out. Or that her nieces and nephews will hate me…
I put the cup down and rip off my top, using it to wipe off my chest. This is going to be awkward now.
I finally get to meet her kids and it'll be shirtless… or… I spot an apron hanging on the back of the pantry door.
It's black with bright red lips on it. I toss it over my head and tie the strings. This will have to do.
I spot a Swiffer WetJet and quickly clean up the sticky floor before wiping the counter with some Clorox wipes.
