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The edge of his pinky brushes the side of my hand, causing a shiver to spread up my arm.
I swallow. “I probably won’t try something like that again.”
His lips lift as the space between us disappears. His cheek skims against mine. “What if I try it? Would it be okay?”
Oh. My. Goodness.
This flirty Tyler is almost more than I can handle. I should probably put a stop to it, tell him to take me home, but that’s the last thing I want him to do. His blue eyes drop to my lips, and suddenly all I want is for him to kiss me. I need to know what it feels like to be kissed by a man like Tyler Dixon. A man who is thoughtful, kind, and incredibly sexy.
Would his kiss be tender?
Or would it be more like the rugged version of him?
“It would be okay,” I whisper, lifting my chin.
His fingers go to my cheek. The heat of our breaths mingle together, and my heart hammers against my chest. I close my eyes as his head dips down.
BEEP!
The sound of the oven makes me jump, and the moment is ruined.
Tyler rubs the back of his neck, chuckling to himself. “I’ve always hated that buzzer.”
I laugh, trying to hide my disappointment. “I guess dinner’s ready,” I say. But my mind immediately wonders how I can recreate that moment and that almost-kiss again.
CHAPTER25
TYLER
“It’s still a little light outside.” I peek out the window. “Maybe we should turn on a movie.”
I half expect Meg to demand that I take her home, but then she plops down on the couch. “Dinner and a movie? This is the most exciting Friday night I’ve had in a long time.”
Krew runs in the room dressed in his baseball pajamas and steals the seat next to Meg. I love that he loves her, but right now, I wish he were asleep. Maybe if I turn on a really boring movie he’ll fall asleep, and then Meg and I can have some alone time.
“Let’s watchThe Sandlot,” Krew says.
“I was thinking we should do the Planet Earth documentary.”
“No!” he groans. “That’s boring.”
That’s exactly the point.
“I’ve never seenThe Sandlot. What’s it about?”
Krew jumps on the couch, landing on his knees. “Baseball!”
“Baseball!” She snuggles him in close. “We better watch it, since you love baseball so much.” She tickles his side, and Krew squirms in her arms.
My eyes tear up.
We’ve already established I’m a crying man, but seeing Meg with Krew fills me with happiness. There’s never been anything more attractive than a woman loving on my son. I’m a complete goner now. Even if I wanted to stop my feelings for her from growing stronger, I couldn’t.
I should probably warn her, tell her I’m absolutely falling in love with her, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
She smiles up at me, completely unaware that I’m crazy for her.
“Sandlotit is,” I say.
