“Take me there,” she whispered.
“With pleasure.”
I was going to leave bruises with how tight I was holding onto her, but she was going to have them for as hard as was I driving her down while I drove upward. And within moments, she was shattering in my arms, her body sagging against mine. I grunted as I loaded everything into her, heaving heavily.
“So good,” she mumbled and I grinned, but I agreed. It was good. Beyond, actually.
And though I was good with kids, with working through problems, I had no clue how to tell this woman I wanted more beyond this night.
Chapter 11
Katie
Igrinned as he leaned against my car door, his head poking in and stealing one last kiss before I had to go.
“You’re going to make me late,” I hissed, cupping his cheek to kiss him yet again.
“You’re not leaving.”
“Stop it. I’ll text you later. I really need to talk to Tiffany about all of this.”
His thumb smoothed over the lines between my brow, a smile on his lips.
“She’s a lot stronger than you think she is, give her some credit.”
“I’m supposed to be older here, wiser. And yet you know more than I do.”
“Well, you did rock my world last night,” he teased, causing me to blush all shades of pink and red. “But this is my life, my job. I know kids. But, let me know if I need to intervene at all.”
“Will do.”
He leaned down, gave me one more kiss, and then I was off, picking my daughter up from her friend’s house, and hell if I knew how to even begin any part of this.
It wasn’t that me having a boyfriend was the problem. It was that Zeb was ten years younger, that it was someone Tiffany looked up to and liked. I didn’t want to ruin that for her. But at the same point in time, I was really happy. Happier than I had ever been married, and it wasn’t just the sex, though that was mind blowing.
Zeb and I had talked for hours on end, about our past, our futures, what we wanted, how we liked the area. We talked about things we hated, things we loved, things we wished for. I hadn’t spilled my guts out to someone like that ever. And I had a feeling it was much the same for him.
So, to turn around and lose that type of connection was the hardest thing possible. But my daughter’s happiness came before my own and if she didn’t want me to see Zeb, then I wasn’t going to do it. No questions asked.
But I was really praying she was on board with this.
I pulled up to the house, wishing I could keep this smile up for the whole drive home. I knocked on the door, smiling at the laughter that came through, and then nodded when Tiffany opened the door.
“Did you have fun?” I asked, taking her bag and waving to the other woman.
“We did, and they want me to come back again.”
“We’ll talk about it. Let’s get you home. Thanks for having her,” I called, making the other girl scream that Tiffany just had to come back again.
“Well, I’m glad you had friends you could do this with.”
“Thanks for letting me stay, Mom. It was such a blast.”
Her smile at me was so bright, so big, that the last thing I wanted to do was have this conversation at home. So, a bribe was going to work.
I made a turn onto the main road, making her frown.
“Where are we going?”
