My son, for instance.
So I fold the panties like a lunatic and tuck them in my drawer like they’re made of spun sugar and secrets.
Then I grab my keys, my wallet and phone, and I shove everything into the middle-storage-arm-rest-thing (pretty sure that’s its official name) in my SUV with more force than necessary.
Next thing I know, I’m barreling down the winding road toward Keeton and Lena’s cabin.
Trees blur past.
My thoughts don’t.
I’m aching. Wrecked. A man hollowed out by one perfect night and the question of what the hell it meant to her.
But first?
I get my boy.
Because no matter how lost I feel, he’s my home, my reason, my pride.
But maybe he’s not all I have anymore.
Maybe that pink scrap of fabric in my drawer is proof she’ll find her way back to me, too.
That I’ll be able to find her.
Because one thing I know for sure, that curvy luscious woman is exactly who the Fates designed for me. She is all mine, and I’m not giving up until she is exactly where she belongs.
Chapter 10
Tamare
Last night was just so—wow.
I’m still reeling from it as I push open the door to Pizza Girls and step into the comforting smell of garlic, basil, and something deeply carby.
My stomach growls in appreciation.
This is dinner slash peace offering slash “thanks for letting me crash in your love nest” tribute for Kyle and Jeff.
My brother has been a saint—well, a sarcastic, nosy, clothes-optional-attitude-having (which is nothing I ever need to see again) saint—and yes, I am grateful he let me stay as long as he has.
I stretch a little as I wait for my order.
Yes, I’m sore. And in all the best ways.
My body is still humming with aftershocks from last night. Or should I say him?
D.
My mystery man with the voice that could melt panties and the body that should come with a warning label.
The things he did to me?
Honestly? They should be illegal in at least forty-seven states and three international jurisdictions.
Just saying.
But I can’t get carried away. I can’t build castles in the sky out of one wild night and a pair of golden eyes.