My chest clutched when I realized what I’d said.
What I’d claimed.
Home.
I swallowed around the barbs in my throat and stood, going for my phone in my purse at the same second Theo pushed from the chair, the legs screeching on the wood floor. “I’ll take you.”
Exasperation blustered out of me. “I can get my own ride. I’m sure you have plenty of work to do around here.”
He strode forward, and the floor trembled under my feet.
He grabbed his leather jacket where it was draped on the back of the couch and swung into it. So lithe and sexy my knees went weak.
“Have to run an errand in town, anyway. No reason I can’t give you a lift.”
I could think of so many of them it wasn’t even funny. Because I could feel this man dismantling every resolution I’d ever made.
Brick by brick.
If I let him have his way, I’d be left nothing but the wreckage of toppled stones.
Because despite what we agreed on last night—a luxurious, package deal of endless orgasms until I figured out what I was going to do—nothing about this felt fleeting.
It felt like I was falling, and I was going to be a broken mess when I hit the bottom.
“Theo…”
He didn’t even give me a response. He just turned to Nelly, grinning as he said, “Thank you for the delicious breakfast, Miss Nelly. It was a real treat.”
“Oh, we know what the real treat is.”
I wanted to hiss at her to stop making this worse than it already was.
But no.
Theo was already taking that upon himself.
He picked Finn up from under the arms and tossed him into the air.
Not high enough that it was dangerous.
Just high enough to make my son squeal and laugh as he flew before Theo caught him in the safety of his arms. “See you later, Finn-Finn.”
Finn latched his little hands into each side of Theo’s trim beard. “You come back to Finn’s house?”
That hazardous gaze swept to me. “Yeah, Finn, I’ll be back later.”
Shivering with his promise, I shoved my arms into my jacket and zipped it up, and Theo returned Finn to his feet. “You be a good boy.”
“I a good boy,” Finn told him before he went scurrying back to his toys.
Theo turned on his heel and came stalking my way.
One of those powerful hands went to the small of my back, and he reached out with the other and opened the door.
It didn’t matter that my thick coat separated us, it still felt as if he were burning me through.
“Bye-bye!” Finn called, and I whispered, “Bye, my sweet boy.”