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“Let’s get you a snack and go play.”

I carried him back out to the kitchen and froze as three sets of eyes turned to me, their expressions so warm they were molten. Then my gaze landed on the baby monitor.

Oh God, they’d heard everything.

My cheeks heated in a deep blush as embarrassment coursed through me.

Cal turned to Cole. “Take Bubs for a minute.”

Cole nodded, reaching for Mason. I handed him over, looking at Cal in confusion. Cole and Mack carried Mason out back.

“What?” I asked as Cal drew close, pulling me into his warm strength.

“Babe.” Cal’s voice was an octave lower than usual as he regarded me.

Then his lips were on mine.

He took my mouth in a scorching kiss, his full lips caressing mine in an exhilarating onslaught. His tongue sought entrance, meeting mine as his hands pressed into my hips, pulling me closer still.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands found my backside, pulling me up so that I straddled his waist. He carried me to the counter, setting me down and pressing in between my legs.

I barely recognized the low moan that escaped my lips. I’d never been kissed like this, not even close, and I was ravenous for more.

I took his soft lower lip that I’d been eyeing for months in between my teeth and sucked. His low groan sent liquid heat between my legs as I wrapped them around him tighter, drawing him closer.

Far too soon, he pulled back, pressing his forehead against mine. We both panted for breath.

“Christ, Jill,” he rumbled, stepping back slightly to look into my eyes. His thumb swept over my lips, swollen from his mouth.

I was rendered speechless and simply stared up at him. Lust had been such a foreign concept to me before Cal. Now I relished its sensation coursing through me.

The sliding door opened and Cal lifted me off the counter, letting me stand carefully on my feet as Cole and Mack rejoined us with Mason in tow.

Cole handed Mason back to me, his expression blank. I knew my face was still bright with a blush but to his credit he didn’t show the faintest reaction.

“What do you want to do, Pop?” Cole asked.

“You get on home to your family, bud,” Cal replied. “I want everyone at the club tomorrow for a meet.”

Cole nodded. “Who do you have on the house tonight?”

“Tag,” Cal replied. “I know Sophie wants to see her girl too. I’d imagine she and Axel will come by.” He turned to me. “You good with that?”

I nodded.

He turned back to his son. “We’ll stay here tonight.”

“All right,” Cole agreed with a nod, cocking his head toward Mack. “Let’s roll. Glad you’re okay, Jill.”

“Thanks,” I murmured. Both men offered a chin lift and a two-fingered salute as they made their way to the front door.

Cal’s hand sat on my shoulder, squeezing briefly as the sound of their motorcycles rumbling to a start reverberated through the air.

I took a deep breath in the silence that followed. I needed a sense of normalcy amidst all the turbulence surrounding us. Then I looked to Cal and felt the reassuring weight of Mason in my arms.

Who needed normal when I had the extraordinary?

Chapter 18