Page 65 of Rowdy Hearts

Hey, beautiful. You awake?

Those few wordsmade me feel giggly and bubbly, like a teenager talking to her first crush. It was stupid and juvenile. And amazing.

Instead of answering, I ran out of the bathroom in just a towel and went straight to the outside door. My wet hair probably made me look like a drowned poodle, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want him to get away.

He was turning away as I opened the door, but his head whipped around when he heard the knob turn. His smile was all I needed to see to know last night had not been a mistake. And maybe it was my over-acting libido or maybe it was sheer stupidity,but I had the crazy thought that maybe Krista and I should stay just a little while longer.

Like maybe forever.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Rowdy

I’d never been sohappy to see a woman smile at me than I was right at this second.

Women smiled at me all the time. Older women. Younger women. Girls. Babies. Women who wanted to sleep with me. Even women who wanted to smack me usually smiled after they thought better about it.

But this woman… Fuck, this woman made me want to fall to my knees and pledge my undying devotion. And that was before I noticed she was soaking wet and wearing nothing but a towel. And that smile.

“Hey.” Her voice held a little bit of a rasp that made all the small hairs on my body stand straight up in excitement. “Sorry, I was in the tub. I’m not late, am I?”

Late? For what? Oh…

“No. I just wanted to say good morning.”

Jesus, I’m an idiot. If that wasn’t the absolute worst?—

“Good morning.”

Her smile widened and, okay, maybe I wasn’t that much of an idiot. Except I didn’t know what else to say that wasn’t,“Damn, you’re gorgeous. Can you drop that towel and I’ll worship your body?”

“You sleep okay?”

She nodded, her smile softening. “Yes, although Krista woke me up a little earlier than I expected. Your mom took her so I could get ready.”

“I think my mom likes that little girl more than she does her own children.”

Her laughter made my cock stir. “I think your mom would love to have grandchildren.”

“Believe me, I know. She hasn’t exactly been subtle the past couple of years.” And I hadn’t been anywhere close to granting her wish. But then this woman had stumbled into my arms two nights ago. And I thought, now, I might be ready.

Rebel would tell me I was an idiot for even thinking about this. Rain would tell me I was an idiot if I didn’t. And Rocky… well, Rocky would ask what I wanted.

I wanted her.

“It’s nice, and Krista loves the attention.” She shrugged. “We don’t see my mom a lot and,” she readjusted her grip on the towel, and, sue me, I wanted her to just let it drop, “your mom’s kind of a rock star.”

I couldn’t argue with that, so I just nodded. “So can I come in?”

She paused, and I wondered if she was going to say no. Then she gave me a look that sealed my fate and waved me in with the hand currently not holding her towel together.

“Sure. Just let me get some clothes.”

I caught her free hand, wrapped my fingers around her wrist and brought it to my mouth. Pressing my lips to the pulse beating under her soft, warm skin, I watched her eyes narrow and her lips part.

I wanted to linger, her skin soft and warm beneath mine, and, damn, she smelled good. But I wanted to taste her lips. Her breath hitched and the hand on her towel tightened its grip.

Then she leaned in and pressed her lips against mine and stole my breath. And my sanity. Because right now, I didn’t care if my parents were in the same house, I wanted to rip that towel away, pick her up and lay her out on the bed. Then I’d kiss my way down that luscious body and make her come with my mouth before I ripped off my jeans and fucked her until neither of us could walk.

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