Page 59 of Unexpected Arrivals

“Good idea.”

She kissed Devon and then held him out to me. “I need to get going.”

“Okay, let me get dressed, and I’ll take you home.”

“No, that’s okay. You have things to do, and I can call a car.”

“Davina, I can take you home.”

She smiled at me. “It’s okay; you have a lot to get done today. I’ll take a car. It will be easier.”

“If you’re sure.”

“Absolutely.” She collected her stuff and went back to my bedroom to use my bathroom.

I checked my phone and found an email from Margo. She wanted me to read over some papers before I came in to sign them. That would be easier with my laptop, and I strapped Devon in his bouncy chair while I went to collect it.

I stepped into my bedroom and noticed the bathroom door wasn’t all the way closed. A two-inch gap afforded me a straight view of Davina standing in her pale pink panties as she slipped on her bra. The sight of her heavy naked breast slammed into me. Fuck—instant hard-on. I couldn’t help but watch as she wiggled into the fabric and then did the clasp.

I quickly stepped back out of the bedroom and went back to the living room. Jesus, her breast had been perfect, and I wanted to rush back into the bathroom and strip her bra off. I paced for a moment as I tried to talk myself down. She might be kissing me and not giving me a hard time, but I did not doubt that she’d lose her mind if I tried to make love to her.

Make love—when was the last time I had thought of sex in those terms? I couldn’t remember. It had always been sex, never anything to do with love.

I was in the kitchen, rinsing the bottles when Davina returned. I couldn’t help but stare at her chest, my erection almost painful below my hips. Devon let out a squeal, and Davina laughed.

“Aren’t you feeling playful this morning,” Davina said to him.

“Aren’t we both,” I muttered to myself, but it wasn’t loud enough for her to hear.

“So, you’re going to pick me up at one, right?”

“Yeah, is that okay?”

“Perfect,” she said as she messed with her phone. She slipped it into her pocket when she finished. “The car should be here in a couple of minutes, so I’m going to go outside and wait. I’ll see you later.”

I should have escorted her down the stairs, should have kissed her goodbye, but I stayed where I was. The last thing I needed her to see was my dick poking my pants out as it begged for her attention. “Alright, I’ll see you later. Thanks for your help, Davina.”

She smiled widely at me. “No problem, Trevor. Good luck today.” She started heading down the stairs as I said thanks.

I heard the door open and then close, and I peered out the kitchen window to see her walking down the sidewalk. I glanced down at my hips; my dick throbbed painfully. Damn, I needed to release that thing. I glanced at Devon, now if only he would take a nap, I could shower and get some relief.

Sadly, he was bouncing happily in his seat, and after sleeping all night, I had a feeling he wasn’t taking a nap anytime soon.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Davina

Even though I’d slept on his couch, I’d slept well. I’d also had quite a few rather nice dreams about Trevor that had begun as a fantasy as I’d fed Devon around midnight.

I imagined putting Devon back into his bassinet and then slipping into Trevor’s room to climb in bed beside him. I would curl my body up against his, could imagine his surprise as he came slightly awake and responded to my presence. I imagined him pulling me into his arms, touching me tenderly, kissing me harder, and making love to me in the early morning hours of the day.

It had been hard to go back to sleep at first because so much of me wanted to follow through on that fantasy. However, I wasn’t crazy, and I knew that sleeping with Trevor wasn’t smart. No matter how I was starting to feel for him, I knew that Trevor wasn’t the man for me. Despite Carol wishing he were.

In the car back to my place, I contemplated his proposal again. Could I possibly live in his house and not get involved with him? I had a feeling that if I did move in, we’d eventually fall into bed with one another. I just couldn’t imagine what would happen after that. What if we did sleep with one another a couple of times, and then we decided that it wasn’t going to work? How awkward would it be to remain living under the same roof?

Not that he’d even suggested that we be more than roommates. I knew that was what he was offering, and perhaps I was jumping the gun here. I sighed as the driver let me out, and I quickly passed the money over to him with the app on my phone as I said thank you and goodbye.

It was only nine when I got home, and I had a while before I needed to start the process of getting dressed. Yes, it was going to be a process because I’d already decided that I was going to straighten my hair, which would take almost an hour by itself.

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