Page 106 of Poppy Kisses
“I’d love to go away with you,” he murmured.
“Me too, but maybe we should do a family-moon first. Then plan something for us.”
So much love filled his eyes, it was staggering. “I’d like that. Auggie will be thrilled.”
“I’m always on call for grandma duty.” Mom gave me a hug.
Soon, we were standing alone on the porch of the Perez house.
“Your family is amazing,” Jensen said.
“Yeah, they’re pretty great. And they’re all yours and Auggie’s now too.”
“Other than you, that’s the best wedding gift a guy could ask for. Wait here.” He went inside, shut off the lights, and locked up. When he returned, he swooped me into his arms.
I whooped and held on to him, laughing.
He didn’t go down the stairs right away. “Did I tell you that you look amazing?”
“Once or twice.” Five times, to be exact. His smile when he’d seen me being led toward him by my dad erased anything negative he’d said to me in childhood. The look I’d wanted from a man had been right there, and it had been familiar. Jensen had been looking at me that way all along.
“I’ve been thinking about peeling that dress off you all night.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
My breath whooshed out of me when he jumped down the steps and charged toward his pickup. He didn’t speed, but he kept a proprietary hand on my thigh all the way to the house.
My feet didn’t hit the ground. He was there to carry me inside all the way to his bedroom.
“I’m moving you in when we wake up.” He set me on the edge of the bed. “If I can quit fucking you long enough to do it.”
“I bet we won’t get me moved in tomorrow because we’re going to stay naked all day.”
His grin was feral. “That’s a bet I’m going to make sure you win.”
He tugged me up to standing, held my hands, my ring twinkling in the ambient light, and stepped back. “Prettiest damn thing I’ve ever seen. If you can wear a dress or shorts every day, I’d be a happy man.”
“Winter might get a little cold.”
“I’ll keep you warm.”
He pulled the dress over my head before skating his hands down my body and dropping to a squat. He palmed my ass cheeks before dragging my underwear down with his teeth. A shocked giggle escaped as a shiver traveled over my fevered body.
Carefully, I stepped out. Desire swam under my skin. I needed him. I pushed my hands through his hair. “I love you.”
He tilted his face up, his gaze sincere. “I love that you tell me you do.”
“You’ll never have to beg for my attention.”
He pressed a kiss to my abdomen. “Did you know I have a major thing for soccer coaches?”
“No, but I have a thing for one of my students’ dads.”
“Mmm.” He gripped my hips and brushed his thumbs along the crease of my legs. “My soccer coach has got an ass for days and thighs that crush my head, and when she boots the ball, the power turns me on.” He laid a kiss along my bikini line. “I get all that strength at my fingertips.”
He rose and unhooked my bra as he went. It dropped to the floor and I was naked.
“I have one problem.” I started unbuttoning his shirt.
