Page 128 of Awakened by Sin

“No. Are you?”

“No, but you have a squeaky-clean image.”

“I’ll survive.”

She munched on pretzels between bites of her sandwich. “What if I refuse to move if you don’t sell it to me?”

He grinned. “I’m sure we’ll work it out. Besides, we have to make it work since we’ll be co-parenting.”

She froze with her sandwich an inch from her lips. “Excuse me?”

“We’re Nora’s godparents,” he said and laughed. “You should see your face.”

She made a face. “Gavin’s right. You’re annoying.”

“You like the house, and I work a lot so I’m not going to demand sex every night.”

“And if that’s what I want?” she challenged.

His voice lowered. “You have my number.”

He went to a wet bar in the dining area and made himself a gin and tonic with an efficiency that made her stare.

“You want a drink?” he asked.

“Sure. Were you a bartender in a past life?”

“Bartender, valet, bell boy, cashier … you name it, I did it.”

“What? You were a cashier? Where?”

“Target.”

She lowered her voice to a purr. “You still have the red vest and khakis?”

He stiffened and stared at her with wary eyes. She slapped the counter and waved her sandwich at him.

“You should see the look on your face,” she said gaily.

“You should warn a man before you use that voice on him.”

She fluffed her hair. “It’s my specialty.”

“Driving men crazy? Yes, it is. Every time I see you, there’s some man trying to get your attention.”

“It was worse when I had big boobs.”

He walked back to her with their drinks and paused to lean down and kiss each breast through his shirt. “I think they’re perfect.”

She tried to ignore the flash of heat he evoked as he sipped his drink and leaned against the counter. This should have felt strange—standing in Marcus’s kitchen eating sandwiches, but it felt easy, casual, as if they’d been doing this for years.How strange.

“Tell me about when you and Lyla went on the road,” he said.

“What about it?”

“Where did you go?”

“Everywhere. I’m sure we hit almost every state.”

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