Page 21 of The Parent Pick-Up
I hang up and toss the phone onto the pillow beside my head. Screw romance. I’ll just stay dirty and eat a bowl of ice cream for dinner.
A moment later, there’s a knock at the door.
I bolt upright and check the window. No cars in the driveway. There’s only one person it could be.
I go to the door and peek through the peephole. Sure enough, it’s Owen.
Pulling the door open, I step aside and let him in.
His eyes are more intense than I’ve ever seen them. “You want me to go?”
I clutch my robe around my naked body. “No.”
His gaze drops over me, resting on my bare legs sticking out from the hem of the robe. “Why don’t you want to have dinner with me?”
“I do,” I say, feeling a blush climb up my cheeks.
“You don’t have to eat the breadsticks—”
“It’s my water.”
“Your what?” His brow wrinkles.
“I don’t have any water, and there is no way I’m coming over to your house like this.” I gesture at my body.
Silence fills the air, and I can feel the sizzle of Owen’s gaze sliding over my robe.
“You want a shower?”
I nod, so embarrassed I can’t form words.
The look on his face tells me he gets it, and he’s not the least bit upset about it. “I have a perfectly good shower at my place.”
I blink. “I couldn’t—”
“I’m serious. You can use the guest room. It’s private. You’ll be comfortable.”
I bite my lip, my mind torn between mortification and the thought of being near him again. “Are you sure?”
“I’ll order pizza. No garlic knots. You can take the world’s longest shower. Deal?”
I sigh, already anticipating the hot water sluicing over my skin. “Deal.”
“Grab some clothes,” he says, eyes blazing over my exposed skin. “Or don’t.”
“Owen—”
Before I can say another word, he reaches for me. His arm snakes around my waist, and he pulls me close to his chest, taking away any nugget of doubt I had about whether or not he wanted me.
Then, we are kissing, our entire bodies pressed together in desperate need. His mouth is so hot on mine, it melts away every last doubt in my mind.
Chapter Eight
Owen
Ivy windsher arms around my neck and presses her body against mine.
She feels perfect. Her body is slim but strong, and her lips are soft and lush.
