Page 57 of Enticing

Leo’s lips cover mine, stealing the breath from my lungs as his hands grip my hips, and his body presses mine against the cool car. All his hard planes and solid muscle make me feel small and delicate.

I anchor myself with the collar of his wool peacoat and hold him to me. Loving the feel of him. His erection presses against my stomach, and a moan slips past my lips, leaving Leo an opening to push his tongue into my mouth.

And my God, my entire body wakes up for the first time in years.

Years.

Leo’s hands slip down to my ass and squeeze, and fuck, I don’t want him to stop.

I whimper when he pulls his face back. “Don’t worry, wife. We can pick this up later. Now let’s get the kids and get inside before it starts snowing again.”

“Leo.” I glare. “What the hell . . . ?”

“Are you less nervous than you were before?”

“I can’t even think straight now,” I whisper back, and the wicked grin he gives me is infuriating.

“Oh, baby, just wait until I put my mouth everywhere else,” he whispers his promise, then kisses my forehead and leans in the car and unbuckles Lennox from her car seat. “You ready, ladies?”

“Ready,” Izzy answers.

“Addie...” He nudges me as he stands back up.

“That was mean, Leo.” I keep it quiet, so Izzy doesn’t hear me.

His lips pull into a wolfish grin, and my belly quivers. “I’ll be really, really nice when I make it up to you later, wife.”

Damn, I like the sound of that.

Leo

My little distraction may have been for Adelaide, but it worked for me too. A little too well, considering I’m walking into my parents’ house with my new wife and a raging hard-on. Fantastic.

I hadn’t planned to let it go that far, but she felt so fucking good under my hands.

My fucking wife.

Yeah. I like that.

Laughter and conversation are loud as we walk inside, and I hang up our coats.

“Leo... it looks like a Christmas movie in here,” Izzy announces in awe.

“Yeah, short stack, it kinda does. My mom’s favorite holiday is Christmas, so she goes a little overboard.”

“I do not,” Mom argues as she walks in and smiles at Addie and the girls. “Don’t you look pretty,” she tells Izzy, who grabs her mother’s hand. She’s a little shy with new people, I guess.

Mom’s eyes follow Izzy’s hand, and I know the second she sees the engagement ring and the matching diamond band on Addie’s finger because they dart to my hand, then up to my face. “Well, Leo. It looks like you’ve had an exciting Christmas.”

She throws an arm around my shoulder and kisses my cheek. “You have some explaining to do,” she whispers harshly before she hugs Addie. “It’s so nice to meet you.”

Well, this is going great already.

“Addie, this is my mom, Annabelle.” I press my hand against Addie’s back. “Mom, this is Adelaide James.”

My mom waits with knowing eyes.

She wants me to say it.

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