Page 17 of Getting Wrapped Up

He ran a hand over the curve of her hip to her butt. “Because we just met?”

“Because you’re a nice guy who’s doing Phoebe a favor by taking me to the formal.”

No way had Phoebe told her that. If anything, Phoebe would look at this as a favor on Hailey’s part—going out with her brother-in-law, keeping him out of trouble.

“I’ll tell you a secret.” He ran his hand over the delectable curve in his palm. “No guy is so nice that he isn’t willing to do dirty things with candy.”

“Is that right?” Her grin was huge.

“Trust me.”

“Any candy?”

“Any candy.”

“I did not know this.” She was clearly amused.

“Well, I’ll tell you another secret.”

She leaned in. “Can’t wait.”

“Women are pretty much our candy.”

She pulled back a bit, licked her lips and said, “NowthatI knew.”

“Want to go make out in my truck?”

“I do. I really, really do.”

Joe flopped onto his back, his breathing ragged. “Wow.”

“Ditto,” Phoebe agreed beside him. “You know, I love our daughter but…”

“You’ll love her even more when she sleeps through the night andnotbetween us in bed?” Joe asked with a grin.

Phoebe nodded solemnly. “Seriously.”

“Sex on the dryer in the laundry room was really good the other day,” Joe said.

“It was.” Phoebe rolled to face him. “But there’s nothing like fully naked, rock-the-bed sex.”

Joe laughed. “I expect we’ll be able to have fully naked, rock-the-bed sex again by the time Kae is, what? Fourteen and going out with her own friends?”

Now Phoebe always kept her pajama top on and one leg in her pajama pants so she could be dressed in two seconds if Kaelyn woke up and cried for her.

Joe felt himself starting to drift off to sleep. He reached over and pulled Phoebe up against his side and opened one eye to look at the clock.

Loud, completely naked sex and asleep by eleven—ten Sapphire Falls time—yes.

His phone buzzed on the bedside table as he felt Phoebe sigh her almost-asleep sigh.

He wanted to ignore it. Almost as much as he wanted ten straight hours of sleep. It was just a text.

But he was a dad now. He had to answer. Anything big and important would have garnered a phone call, he knew, but he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep wondering about the text anyway.

He groped around on the bedside table without fully opening his eyes. But a moment later, Phoebe’s phone chimed with her text message alert and he was suddenly wide awake.

He sat up in bed. “Who’s texting you?” he asked, grabbing his phone. He sighed in relief when he saw it was Levi.

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