Page 135 of River Wild

“That you weren’t interested in me in that way.”

He steps closer, and my breath stutters.

“I’m more than interested. Always have been. But you were pregnant, and I didn’t want to cross any boundaries. And then Hope was born, and you needed time to adjust to being a mom to a baby.”

“She’s still a baby. So, why now?” I ask quietly.

“Because I’m done waiting.” His hand slides around my waist, pulling me up close to him. “Hope is two months old. It’s time to make this thing with us official.”

“This thing?”

“Yeah, Red.” He leans into my ear and whispers, “I’m taking you out tonight. We’re gonna eat. Have fun. And then, afterward, I’ll drive you home in my truck, and we’ll make out on the front seat like a pair of teenagers.”

I lean back to look in his eyes. The gleam of desire there is unmistakable. My whole body heats up. If someone struck a match next to me, I’d go up in flames right now.

“Only make out?” I tease the edge of my lip with my teeth.

His eyes fix on that spot, and his mouth tips up at the corner. “We might get to second base. Third, if you’re a good girl.”

I press my cheek to his, my lips at his ear. “And, if you’re a really good boy, then I might even let you hit a home run.”

I step away from him and sashay into the kitchen, grinning, knowing that his eyes are on my swaying ass the whole time.