Page 60 of Family Bonds- Kelsey & Van

He rolled his eyes over the things that came out of her mouth.

“Time to do your business, Frankie,” he said.

The sooner the dog was done, the quicker he could get Kelsey in her room.

When she suggested they return here tonight, he didn’t think she’d ask him to stay the night and he almost said no. He was going to use the excuse of having to get up early, but she’d cut him off.

He could have been honest and he was sure she’d be fine with it, but he opted to give in. It’s not like it was a hardship of any kind.

The dog was sniffing around the yard, found a spot and did his business, Kelsey going down with a scooper and shovel and picking it up.

One thing he might never have thought of if he saw her on the street dressed in her sexy work wardrobe.

He’d think she was out of his league in more ways than one.

Financially and socially.

Funny how so much of his world could change.

Financially, she still had a lot more worth than him, or that would be left to her, but he didn’t feel as if he was a piker either.

Socially, there were times he might be more mature than her, though he had to admit he enjoyed that side of her when she let loose and all but lifted her middle finger up at the world.

Actually, he appreciated that she didn’t always feel she had to follow the polite society rules in her personal life since she did so much in her professional one.

“Now that Frankie is fed and emptied out, you and I can hit the sheets in my room,” she said, grabbing his hand.

“Is he going to be fine loose out here?”

“Sure,” she said. “He has toys. He’ll be good.”

Van let himself be led to her room, the door shut, and she turned and had her shirt lifted over her head, her blonde hair falling across her back.

“Damn,” he said. “You didn’t tell me you were wearing that.”

“Oh,” she said, running her hands over the black silk and lace bra. “This old thing.”

“Doesn’t look old to me,” he said, reaching for her and yanking her hard against his body.

“I might have had it delivered this week.”

“For me?” he asked, his mouth on her neck.

“Yep,” she said. “Maybe a little prize for putting up with my brother tonight.”

“That wasn’t hard,” he said.

In his mind, he was just being himself.

There was no reason to be intimidated by anyone. He lived his life his way. He had a clear understanding with Kyle and that was all he cared about other than Kelsey.

“Good to know,” she said. “Move back and let me remove my jeans.”

Neither of them was dressed up. Kelsey had worn a black shirt tucked into light gray jeans and black pumps on her feet.

The shoes were kicked off and sent flying to the other side of the room. Her jeans were undone and she was wiggling her hips to get them off.

All he saw was matching material in the form of a little swatch covering her lady parts.

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