Page 19 of The Neighbor's Son

“She’s, uh, older.”

“Says the girl banging two guys her dad’s age.” As soon as I say that I regret it. Her dad died. I’m a fucking idiot. “Sorry. I’m just anxious about messing it up.”

“I’m not insulting you or anything,” she assures me. “It’s just you two are an unlikely pair. Have you slept together yet?”

Crimson heat creeps up my neck. “We kissed.”

“That’s it?”

“Trust me,” I grumble, “I wanted to do a lot more.”

“And you didn’t?”

I smirk at her. “I’m a gentleman.”

“With the patience of a saint. I have no chill. You should have seen me practically throw myself at Cole and Travis in the beginning.”

“No shade to you, Sav, but I want to nurture this thing with Casey. She’s so fucking perfect. I’m afraid I’ll ruin it if I do the wrong thing.”

She sets her Dr. Pepper can down on the bar and comes to sit down beside me as I paint. “You’re totally obsessed with her. It’s cute.”

I can’t deny my feelings.

“You know you can just be yourself,” she says gently. “It doesn’t have to be perfect. Based on what you told me, it sounds like she’s very much into you. I’m happy you two made this connection.”

Casey deserves perfect, though.

I’m nervous as I walk up to Casey’s back door. She answers right away, a huge smile on her face.

Holy shit.

Is she trying to kill me?

I gape at her, eyes bugging out of my head. “Wow. You look amazing, babe. Seriously. Now I can’t remember my own name.”

She laughs and her tits jiggle with the movement. The dress she wears has some sort of binding in it—like a corset or something—that pushes her breasts up. She’s fully covered by the floral material, but her boobs are on full display.

How the hell can I think straight with this beautiful sight?

The dress hits her above the knees, and she wears wedge heels that put her close to my height.

“Are those for me?” Her eyebrow arches. “Did you steal those from the pond?”

I grin devilishly at her, my spell of stupidity broken. “Only the best for my girl.”

She takes the orange tiger lilies I’ve bundled together with some ribbon I got from Savvy. I follow her into the house, nearly tripping over Mo who rushes past me.

“He can’t get enough of you.”

She smirks as she pulls a vase out of a cabinet. “You or the cat?”

“Touché.”

I can’t keep my eyes off her as she fills the vase with water. Her ass is so cute in that dress. It’s impossible to focus when I keep eyeing her backside.

How am I going to take her on a walk with a damn hard-on?

“Where are we going?” she asks after she places the flowers in water.

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