Page 676 of Hell Hath No Fury
He eyed how Ember’s summer dress molded to her ass and had to admit he was looking forward to seeing her in her bikini in bright daylight. Her warm laughter floated back to him on the breeze, followed by his daughter’s adorable giggles.
Something overwhelming filled his chest watching them as they found a spot to settle. As G helped Ember stretch out towels on the sand, he stumbled a little at the sight.
G had inherited his dark hair and eyes, and it was the first time he realized that it would be easy for people to confuse G for Ember’s kid.
They had the same coloring.
And a bond that was beginning to worry him.
Once the new nanny arrived, Ember would probably disappear from G’s life.
Fuck.
“Come on, slowpoke,” Ember called out to him, grinning, her eyes hidden behind oversized pink-and-blue sunglasses that G immediately decided she wanted as well. Ember, having already predicted that might happen, had brought a child’s pair from her store’s stock.
G wore hers, too, making them look even more alike.
Unnerved, Foster attempted to shrug off his strange emotions and helped them set up.
“Water?” Ember asked them, patting the top of their cooler.
“I want to swim!” G announced.
“I’ll take her.” Foster jumped to his feet, eager for distance from his neighbor. He already wore long swim shorts, but he pulled off his T-shirt for the upcoming foray into the ocean. Glancing down at Ember, Foster caught her ogling his stomach. There was a gym at the office, and he and Colt always had an hour workout slotted into their daily schedule. It showed in his six-pack, and he was suddenly very glad for his hard work because Ember looked close to drooling.
He smirked, and she turned away. “I’ll, uh … I’ll watch our stuff.”
“Em, my dress.” G went to Ember for help. Instead of him.Hmm.
But Ember deftly untied the little straps to reveal G’s purple swim dress underneath. “I brought a hair tie to keep your hair dry.”
He watched as his daughter stood patiently while Ember gathered her thick hair into a cute little bun thing on top of her head.
“All set.” Ember blew raspberries on G’s neck, making her erupt into giggles again.
His heart fucking melted.
“Come on, angel.” His voice sounded gruff to his ears as he took G’s hand and led her down to the water.
* * *
As it turned out, Ember in a bikini in broad daylight was a glorious thing. She was sunbathing, her olive complexion turning a dark gold. Her green bikini looked amazing against her skin tone.
Hell, everything about her looked amazing.
Grinning mischievously at him, G lifted a finger to her lips to silence him, and he smiled. Then she tiptoed over to Ember and shook her swim dress so all the seawater on it sprayed across their neighbor’s bare skin.
Squeaking in surprise, Ember shot up, shoving her sunglasses into her hair. “You little—” She launched at G, pulling her into her arms so she could tickle her. Foster laughed as his daughter’s infectious cackles filled the beach, drawing amused stares from nearby families.
“Since I’m all wet now, anyway,” Ember said and jumped up, ruffling G’s messy bun, “I might as well take a dip.”
Foster, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, took the opportunity to really look at her.
He wanted to feel her soft body against his, to kiss his way up those lethally long legs, to pleasure her and hear her husky moans fill his bedroom, to taste her nipples and squeeze her gorgeous, full tits in his hands as he pumped into—
Fuck!
He looked away as he felt hot blood travel south.
