Page 56 of Mister Mom

She passes me, but I grab her wrist and pull her back. “Why were you acting like that out there?”

Her eyes dim and I regret saying anything. “Like what?”

“Like I didn’t get you off the other night.”

She laughs. “Aren’t we just having fun?” she asks, her tone suggesting she’s feeling me out. “Not to mention Kali. I mean, how dense do you think I am? I thought you had more class than to invite me to a party with a girl you fucked around with in attendance.”

“Whoa, what the hell?”

Talk about a one-eighty. First, she doesn’t care and now she’s jealous?

She raises her hand. “I’m sorry. Forget I said anything. Fooling around with each other is a mistake. Let’s just quit while we’re ahead.”

She tries to walk away but I pull her toward me again. “We’re not ahead until you’ve been underneath me.” I crash my lips down to hers.

14

Layla

I let him kiss me.

What am I saying? I kiss him back. Just as fiercely and powerfully as he’s doing to me.

Once we’re both panting and moaning into each other’s mouths, he tears his lips from mine. “Kali’s no one. Yes, we were together once, but it was a mistake I regretted immediately.” Then his lips are on mine again.

I try to turn my face away, but he holds my head in his hands, licking up my throat. “Who’s to say you won’t regret this?” I ask in a breathy voice.

He ceases all movement and rears back to look into my eyes. “I’m not going to regret this, Layla. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you outside that trailer.”

He cups my breasts and I arch to give him better access. “God, Vance, I want you so bad, but we can’t do this. Jagger is right. We’re committing career suicide.”

“Jagger’s an ass. We’re adults. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll figure it out, right?” He tries to kiss me, but I keep dodging his mouth.

“I don’t know.”

Finally, he stops all movement, pulling away enough to lock gazes with me. “Do you not want me?” he asks, seeming almost offended.

“Yes, I want you.”

“Then let’s just see how it goes. I promise I won’t fire you if you break my heart. And you won’t quit the film if I break yours. Deal?”

My head wars with my heart. I know this isn’t a good idea, but on the flipside, how is working alongside Vance while trying to deny my attraction for him going to play out? Not only will it be distracting, it’ll be pure hell.

The way I figure it, I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t.

I look straight into his eyes. “Deal. Now do that thing with your tongue again.”

His cocky smile appears and he takes ownership of my mouth once again.

“Fucking shit. You guys are idiots.” Jagger’s voice permeates our fog and he slams the door shut behind him and heads down the hall to the bathroom.

I can’t help but start laughing, which draws our kiss to a close.

“Told you he’s an asshole,” Vance grumbles.

“He’s going to give you hell.” I poke him in the chest.

“Let him. Think the kids are tired?”

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