I’m melting. Actually melting.
We walk over to my mom and dad, who’re sitting on the couch. “Mom. Dad? This is Calvin Abernathy, my boyfriend.”
They both stand and shake his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you finally. Seth has told us so much about you,” Mom says. “I’m Penny.”
She looks a lot like me with wavy brown hair, but her eyes are brown. I got my blue eyes from my dad, though his hair is struggling to stay on his head.
“It’s a pleasure, Penny. Now I know why Seth named his business Penny’s,” Calvin says before shaking my dad’s hand.
“I’m Ron.”
We chat for a while about kids and his job as an architect, then we move on so the rest of the guests aren’t neglected.
I head to the kitchen to grab a couple of beers for us, but stop to observe Calvin from a distance. Paul steps up behind me and grips my shoulder. I wince since it’s on my tattooed arm.
“Sorry,” he says and quickly drops his hand. “Looks like he’s happy. See, you had nothing to worry about.”
“Yeah… He told me he loves me.”
Paul gives me a big smile, shifting his kid to his other arm. “That’s amazing. I’m so happy for you, Seth. And I hope you find the happiness you deserve. To be honest, I’m surprised you moved so fast with him after what Malcolm did.”
I huff a laugh. “No joke. I surprised myself. But we can’t help what we feel. That Calvin feels the same makes it all worth it.”
“Indeed. Cards next weekend?”
“Definitely.”
Chapter 31
Calvin
Afterwefinishcleaningthe house and the kids have gone, Seth meanders into the living room, scrolling through his phone.
“Hey, no phone time. I want my birthday sex,” I pout.
He looks at me over his shoulder, a coy look in his eyes, and smirks. “Give me a minute.”
“But I’mhorny.”
“Big baby. You’re always horny.”
I follow him into the living room, determined to get him naked. I unbutton my shirt, slide it off my arms, and drape it over the couch armrest. Next goes my T-shirt.
It’s seduction time.
Soon, the room is filled with the crooning voice of Frank Sinatra’sStrangers in the Night.
That little devil, I chuckle to myself.
“Need some more dance lessons, Tiger?”
Seth sets his phone down, turns to face me, and raises his brows. “Naked already are we?”
“Not quite, but I can remove my pants and underwear, if you want.”
“Dance with me first. You need a birthday dance before birthday sex.”
He stands in front ofme and presses his hands to my chest. The palms glide over my skin and down my waist. “God, I love touching you.”
