Page 77 of Seduction in Spades

It isn’t too early. We don’t need to leave the house until nine. Still. Today was long and probably exhausting for Avery if she’s not used to entertaining kids all day.

Avery lets out a yawn the moment we’re in the car.

“Tired?” I turn down the radio.

“Yeah. Good tired though. Your family is awesome.”

“Theo didn’t leave your side.”

“And Katie barely left yours.”

“Parties are actually a reprieve for my sister and Johnny. The kids hit my parents and me up for attention, giving them a break.”

“I didn’t talk to your brother-in-law much, but your sister is sweet. She told me a little about life in Ohio.”

“Whatever dirt she gave you on me is most likely lies.”

My heart contracts when Avery laughs. “She did tell me about the time you and Ryder snuck into the girl’s locker room in middle school.”

“God. Don’t remind me. We were hoping to see training bras, not old Mrs. Moseley changing into her walking clothes. Ryder and I were tempted to burn our eyes with acid after that. The girl’s field hockey team was supposed to be in there changing, not a sixty-year-old woman.”

“I’m sure being suspended in seventh grade taught you never to do that again.”

“Oh, we didn’t need a suspension to learn our lesson. We never wanted to witness anything as horrific as that again. Seeing Mrs. Mosley’s naked tits was far worse a punishment than suspension.”

Her laughter fills the car, and I do all I can to talk my dick from rising to attention. Avery doesn’t think she wants a relationship, but she sure as hell acts like she’s enjoying doing the boyfriend-girlfriend thing, like meeting the family and cuddling in bed.

I hadn’t meant to spoon her last night, but when I woke up with her in my arms and her warm ass cradled against my stomach, I had no regrets. Not wanting to freak her out, I slipped out of bed before she woke. If she was aware of my morning wood knocking on her back door, she never mentioned it.

Keeping the conversation light during our car ride back to my house, I ask her to tell me an embarrassing story about Trey. To keep it even.

“He used to like dressing up in my princess costumes.”

I bark out a laugh. “Please, god, tell me you have pictures.”

“I don’t.” She giggles. “And if you tell him I told you, I’ll bring up Mrs. Mosely’s naked body every day, making sure you can’t stamp the image out of your head.”

“Fuck, don’t do that.”

Every day.Hell, if that means I’d be able to talk to her and see her every day, it could be worth it. I keep that thought to myself.

We walk side-by-side to my parents’ front door. “I should warn you. My dad asked if we wanted to play cards with them. I told him we have an early flight.”

“What time do we need to leave in the morning?”

“Nine?”

“Your parents are cool. I’m up for a few rounds.”

Yeah. If I had been wondering if it was lust or something more, this just solidified it. Hell, seeing her play with Theo solidified it. I want this woman in my life.

Forever.

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Once again, I wakewith a throbbing hard-on. My dick is going to fall off from being hard for the past twenty-four hours. This morning, instead of spooning Avery, she’s curled around me, her head on my chest, her arm resting across my stomach, and one leg draped over mine.

It kills me to leave the warmth of her body. I’m a hundred percent sure she didn’t mean to stick to me like plastic wrap all night. Her light snoring tells me she’s out cold, clueless to where her limbs and head are.

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