“Wait.She? Who’s she, and when can I meet her?” I couldn’t help but ask Cal.
“Mia, you’re not meeting her,” Jameson growled.
“I’m only wondering what happened.” I pouted.
“Just know, it was warranted,” Jameson answered for his brother, and the small smile on Callahan’s face gave me all the information I needed. He was guilty as charged. “Now, I resigned from the hospital, so get the fuck out of my house before I tear those stitches out.”
When his brother and then the men left, I stood there, looking up at him, not sure what to say. He leaned over the desk and grabbed a bouquet of flowers. He handed me ones with little fuchsia blossoms sprinkled in. “One for you. Other’s for Fran. She okay? We gotta get down there.” He moved so fast now, like he wasn’t at all concerned about his brother who he’d had to sew up.
“Jameson … you sure you don’t need a minute?”
He chuckled. “A little blood doesn’t scare me anymore. And we’re already late, Mia.” He freaking winked at me. “Didn’t you come in here to tell me that?”
“Right.” I took a calming breath, then rolled my lips between my teeth before saying, “Maybe I need a minute. Do you and your brother always frustrate women?”
“I didn’t mean to frustrate you.” He dragged a finger over my cheek softly. “I meant to be on time.” He massaged the back of my neck and pulled me close. “Come on, Darling. No one’s hurt, everything’s fine. Let’s go enjoy the princess cartoon. So I can be your knight later.”
“We’ll see.” I rolled my eyes, but we really wouldn’t see. I wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but I held outfor the greater good. When we got downstairs, Franny was beaming, ready to give her father his last bedazzled present.
Shit.
“I decorated the sides of it, Daddy, and Mia said because you were a little late, the jewels she glued to the face of it would make you be on time next time.”
“Is that what she said?” Jameson glanced my way.
I gulped and twisted my hands. I needed to apologize. He was saving his brother’s freaking life upstairs, and I’d had a silly tantrum about it.
But he just shrugged and took the watch to snap it on. “Serves me right for being late.”
“But … No.” That watch was well over six figures. I knew it. “That’s a Rolex I just ruined.”
“You didn’t ruin it, Mia. I like the red jewels there!” Franny said.
“Yeah, darling Mia. We like the red jewels across the face of my watch. It’ll help me be right on time for our next date.”
“This isn’t a date,” I whisper-yelled at him.
“Of course it is. And I get that my girl might have a bit of an outburst when I don’t show up on time.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. And I’m not your girl either. We haven’t established any of that,” I said because wedidneed to discuss it. I accepted who he was and would definitely be sleeping with him for the time being, but I had to be rational, I decided. I sat down on the opposite side of the couch, trying to not want to be close to him.
He snaked his arm around my waist, though, and yanked me over so that my leg was right against his as he murmured in my ear, “If you say so, darling devil.”
Then we settled in for the movie, watching the princess defeat all rather than needing a prince or a knight. Or at least that’s where I thought it was going, because I fell asleep againsthis shoulder and heard in my dreams Franny telling her dad, “She’s our girl, Daddy. Even if she doesn’t want to be.”
His arm tightened around me as he murmured, “You’re right, Fran Bran. You’re right.”
When I woke the next morning, I was in my bed, and Jameson was lying next to me. Like he belonged there. Like we belonged together.
I knew it wasn’t true, but I couldn’t help but play pretend for a moment and delude myself into enjoying him up against me.
I rocked my hips to feel his shaft rub against my ass and moaned when his hands gripped my waist.
“No nightmares, only sweet dreams this morning, then?”
Jameson
I’D LOST CONTROL WITHher—succumbed to sleeping next to her, having feelings for her, exposing another weakness of mine.
