Page 91 of Someone You Deserve

He holds a hand up. “I’ve already talked to Tanya. She said that between her, Anthony, and Vanessa, they can handle Friday and Saturday. And Sunday the shop is closed.”

“And the kids?”

“My mom and your mom are going to trade off watching them all weekend.”

I raise a hand to the center of my chest, right over my pounding heart. “I’m sorry. Did you saybothof our mothers?”

He nods, smirking. “Yes.”

“Does that mean…”

“They know about us.” He tips his chin once. “Yup.”

I’m speechless. Stunned. Both irritated and giddy. This man might have told both of our mothers that we’re doing…whatever it is that we’re doing, but he orchestrated an entire weekend away for us so we can be alone.

“Is there a reason we need to go out of town?” I ask, now nervous there may be an ulterior motive here.

Penn takes a few steps closer so there’s barely any space between us. My back is to the house so I can’t see if anyone is watching us, but we’re just talking. Very closely.

“Yes. We need time alone, Astrid. We need to talk. And I’m fairly certain that the only way that’s going to happen is if we’re far away from our distractions. Plus, I don’t know about you, but I’m fucking exhausted,” he huffs out through a laugh. “The past few months have been insane and I need a break. I’m sure you could use one too.”

“This is a big step, Penn.”

“No it’s not. Not to me. Our timeline is a little different, babe.” He reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “The usual rules don’t apply here because our situation is unique. So, who gives a shit how big of a step this is? All I know is that the idea of having you all to myself, naked and riding me as much as you want…” He shakes his head and a low growl climbs up his throat. “I’m practically salivating at the thought of it.”

As if I wasn’t already turned on shopping for sex toys, this man comes over and talks about me riding him.

God help me.

“Fine,” I say, feigning irritation. “I guess I’ll go away with you next weekend.”

The corner of his mouth lifts slightly. “That’s what I thought.”

“I need to get back inside.” I jerk my thumb over my shoulder.

“Yeah, I know. I’ll let you go, but I don’t know when I’ll see you next. I have a lot of work to get done before we leave, and we might have to forego game night this week.”

“The kids will survive. Bentley has a book report that he needs to work on anyway. And Lilly has dance class three times this week in preparation for her recital.”

“Then I guess I’ll see you Friday morning?”

“I guess so.”

Penn walks backward toward his truck, keeping his eyes locked on mine. “Goodnight, babe.”

“Good night, Penn.”

I watch him hop in his truck and drive away as I let out a wistful sigh. For a moment, I wish I could have left with him and let Willow handle the house full of women I’m about to step back into. But now I have something to look forward to—a weekend alone with him where we can be naked twenty-four seven.

But he also wanted to talk, Astrid. Did you not catch that tidbit?

Knowing that I can ruminate on that later, I step back into my living room where the women are acting like Penn was never here.

Thank God.

I find Willow and Hazel in the kitchen, snacking on sausages. Yes—sausages.

“Hazel Grace!” I admonish when she locks eyes with me. “What the hell was that about?”

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