Page 83 of Tight End

The same excitement in Allie’s gaze suddenly makes my belly tingle.

Something tugs on my jeans. I look down at Julianna. She is holding up a tiny cup.

“Tea,” she says then points to a little table in the front room.

“Tea. I love tea.” I grin at her and pink spots creep into her cheeks. “Although I don’t know if I’ll fit at that table.”

“Come on, I’ll help you. You can’t turn away an invitation from my niece.”

“I’d never dream of it. Best invitation I’ve had in a long time.”

Brixton helps me settle onto the couch nearest the tea table and Jules doesn’t seem to mind that I’m not squeezed into one of the little chairs. She hands me a plastic scone and my eyes widen.

“This is my favorite flavor. How did you know?”

She giggles, her long pigtails bobbing on her shoulders.

We all make a big show of eating our plastic pastries. I let out a groan and rub my belly once I’ve finished the scone, a doughnut, andthen a muffin.

“That was the best tea party I’ve ever been to,” I say with a big smile.

Jules claps her hands together, and Allie beams at me.

“You’re really great with kids,” she says.

I shrug. “She’s adorable. I’m already in love with her.”

Julianna lays her hand gently on my taped-up knee. She looks at me. “You have a boo boo?”

I nod. “Yeah. But it doesn’t hurt as much when you’re next to me.”

She grazes the top of my knee and I seriously wanna eat this kid up, she’s so stinking cute.

I sneak a look at Brixton. He’s watching me like a hawk, like he wants to devour me whole. My cock twitches, pulse buzzing hard because that’s exactly what I want him to do.

“B, why don’t you get us some cold water?” Allie says. “Sam looks pretty thirsty.”

I clear my throat. Shit, are we being that obvious, eye fucking each other right in front of Allie?

Brixton gives my shoulder a squeeze as he passes me to get to the kitchen.

Allie looks at me, still smiling like she knows something.

Good for her.

I, on the other hand, don’t know shit right now, other than the fact that I want to climb Brixton like a tree.

“So after I spoke to Brixton the other day, I thought you guys were over.”

I cough. “Well, um, you know, we weren’t ever really…together.”

“Yeah, I know about the arrangement. And I think it was really great of you.”

I toy with the hem of my t-shirt. “I wanted to help him, especially after…you know.”

“Is that all, Sam? You just wanted to help him?” Allienarrows her eyes. “Because I saw the YouTube video of you after that press conference. It didn’t seem like you were defending him out of obligation.”

My jaw drops. “You’re pretty direct.”

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