Grey had his video game headset on when I pulled him into the kitchen.
He looked down at me expectantly, “Babe, you’re gonna make me lose.”
I smirked at my large man-child. Some things didn’t change.
“I can’t talk seriously to you with that on,” I joked. “But you can’t stay tonight and it’s getting late,” I told him, cutting my eyes over to the living room where Canyon and Smitty were side-by-side engrossed in the game and chatting through the headset to the other man-child and Troy.
His face fell and he frowned down at me, “You don’t want me to?”
“No, I do,” I said quickly and touched his chest.
He gave an easy boy-ish smile and a wink, “Then I’m totally staying.”
I swatted at him, “I mean I don’t want Canyon seeing you sleeping over here, okay? It’s not really appropriate.”
His eyebrows drew together and he sucked on his top lip, thinking.
I popped a hip out and raised my eyebrows, waiting for him to challenge me. I was standing my ground on this. For one, I didn’t want Canyon getting hopeful about this, and two, I felt like it was inappropriate for him to see a guy that didn’t have a title sleeping over. If Canyon saw him staying, I wouldn’t know how to explain it to him, so it was obviously easiest to just avoid the situation for now.
He cocked an eyebrow at me, “lookin real sassy there, little mama.”
I shook my head at him, “laying down the law, bud.”
“My girl, calling me bud!” He whisper-yelled in amusement. “That’s it.” He eyes flashed and he tore his headset off. Before I knew it, he wrapped his good arm around my waist and hoisted me over his shoulder.
“Oh my God!” I yelled.
“Shhh!” he urged.
We both looked over to Canyon and Smitty again. Canyon was staring at the tv. Smitty wagged his eyebrows at us.
I spanked Grey, but he didn’t care.
“Ooh, feisty. You want a spanking too?” Grey whispered.
I gave up fighting. There’s no way I could win against his vice-like grip.
Next thing I knew Grey had taken me in the guest bedroom. He locked the door, turned quick and then dumped me onto the bed.
“Babe,” he grumbled in a husky voice. “When you get all mom bossy on me… I need you.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. I wanted him too.
He climbed over me quickly, making the antique bed creak under his weight.
“Shh,” I warned. It felt like we were stealing time like we did as teenagers.
We laid there cuddling until we heard Smitty and Canyon’s voices floating in from the kitchen.
“Your mom keep any good snacks here, kid?” Smitty asked.
“Ehhh… she’s on a diet… so only gross healthy stuff,” Canyon said.
“Jesus, does she even let you eat real cereal? I’m gonna have to buy you some real shit.”
I rolled my eyes and found Grey frowning at me. He lifted the sheets up and looked down at my body. I immediately grabbed them back and gave him a look.
He shook his head at me and whispered against my shoulder, “You’re beautiful.” His words tingled against my skin.
