Page 82 of On Thin Ice

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Darcy: Now, enough talking to me. Go have some fun with that man. Kissing or whatever might be exactly what you need.

I would not think about whatwhateverentailed as I tamped down a shudder.Dammit.

Darcy: Okay? It’s all going to work out.

Ally: You don’t know that.

Darcy: I don’t. But maybe just see how the night goes.

I sighed.

Darcy: Jake’s being annoying. Call me in the morning or text me later. Happy tree climbing.

Tree climbing? I looked down at my belly. My tree-climbing days were behind me—at least until after I gave birth.

“You’re making a lot of noises over here. Everything okay?” Dom asked.

I squeaked, startled.

“What? Oh my god, you scared me. Stop popping up like that,” I said, my hand on my chest. Could he hear how fast my heart was racing? It pounded in my ears like I was going through a tunnel.

I snorted.

He quirked a brow.

“No. Um. It’s nothing. Just talking to Darcy. Dishes done?” Did I sound nonchalant?

“All done. Movie time?” he asked, setting a carton of pistachio ice cream on the coffee table and handing me a spoon.

Then he sat down next to me, shifted me around so my feet were in his lap, and started digging his thumbs into my arches.

“Have I died?” I whispered.

“What?” he asked, pausing his perfect torture of my aching feet.

“Don’t stop doing that. Ice cream, dishes done, and a foot massage. A girl could get used to this,” I murmured.

I swore I heard him say,good.

He grinned, a little dimple popping out, and I couldn’t help my sigh as my body clenched.

He stilled his hands. “Too hard?”

“What? Nope. Definitely not,” I all but groaned.

He shifted his hips but went right back to massaging my feet.

Resting my head against the back of the couch, I took a bite of ice cream. Sleepiness was already settling into my body, but it couldn’t be helped. He was sending me into bliss.

“Ally?” he asked softly.

“Uh-huh,” I said around another bite of ice cream.

“Are you falling asleep?” he asked.

His lips looked so pillowy soft. I wanted to rest my face on them.

I giggled at how ridiculous that thought was.

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