“Oh, sweetie. I’m sorry.” Sloan scooped Avery up and brought her back over to her bed. “What happened in your dream?”
“I don’t know,” she sobbed a little harder.
“It’s okay, baby. You’re okay. Let’s get you back in bed.”
“No!” Avery wailed, clinging to her with all her strength. “I want to stay with you.”
“Okay, okay. Come on.” With a groan, Sloan hefted Avery up and settled against her headboard. She pulled her throw blanket over them both. When she went to reach for her phone, she realized her purse was still downstairs. Great. Hopefully Rafe would intuit the reason she’d just bailed on their sexcapades.
It took some humming, some gentle rocking back and forth, that good mom magic, but Avery finally fell asleep. Just when she started snoring, Addison appeared in the doorway, rubbing her eyes. She didn’t even say anything. She realized the party was in Sloan’s room and the only logical thing to do was to climb on the bed and make herself comfortable. Double great. Sloan surrendered to her fate and turned on the T.V., volume off.
An hour or so later, in the middle of a puddings episode ofGreat British Bake Off, she heard heavier footsteps in the hallway.Rafe appeared just outside her room like some sexy biker god. He poked his head in and then stepped inside, holding up her purse in one hand.
“I’m so sorry,” she mouthed.
Rafe shot her a look like she was nuts to apologize. “You know it’s okay,” he whispered back. “Rain check?”
“Oh, hell yeah.”
He came in and set her things on her nightstand. “Can you plug in my phone?”she asked.
“Yeah.” Rafe fished her phone out of the side pocket and attached it to the lightning cable by her lamp. Then he stood and gently touched stroked her braids. “I sent you a text.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Once he was gone, she slid Avery on to the bed with her sister. After she washed the day off her face and changed into her pajamas, she looked at her phone. Sure enough, there were a couple of texts from Rafe. The first one was time stamped twenty minutes after she left him high and hard, and the rest he had just sent.
Everything okay?
You just had to say you weren’t interested.
You didn’t have to cover yourself in children.
A little chuckle escaped her lips as she texted him back.
It’s been so long I forgot
kids are the biggest cock block of all time.
Even when you think you can steal a few moments.
She’d never sexted before, but her fingers were already typing the dirty thoughts running through her head.
And trust me, I am definitely interested.
Your cock is amazing. I really want to sit on it.
Is that all you want to do?
No. That’s just where I want to start.
I can still smell your pussy on my fingers.
Sloan took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door and quietly let out a noise that sounded like a peacock on helium.
