Page 65 of Surprised By Love

“I’m great, daddy. Amelia is here with her mommy for dinner. Did you see her?”

Not sure if she is talking about Amelia or Sam. “Yes, I did.” I look over at Amelia. “Hi Amelia.”

She waves. “Hi.”

“We saw them at the park and grammy asked if they could come for dinner and they said yes!”

I laugh and settle her back on her feet. “That’s awesome kiddo.” She runs over and plops down beside Amelia and continues to play. Jake rises and comes over to me with his colourful plastic building blocks in tow.

“Daddy, look what I built,” he says, showing me his build. “It’s a fire station. Uncle Efan helped me build it.”

“Oh wow, that’s pretty cool, buddy.” I look around for Ethan.

“He ran to the store for your mother,” dad says.

“I’m going to build a police station next,” he says.

“I can’t wait to see it,” I say to his back as he runs off.

I got back to the couch and put my hand out to Sam. “Can I talk to you upstairs for a moment?”

She puts her soft hand in mine, and I pull her to stand. “I’ll be right back, Amelia.”

“Okay, mommy,” she says, not taking her eyes off the dolls they are playing with.

I gesture for Sam to go ahead of me as we walk up the stairs. I was being a gentleman, letting the lady go first, but damn, I can’t help it. My eyes go directly to her ass, being hugged by a pair of painted on black jeans. Damn this girl and her curves. I need to get her alone now.

We reach the main floor and pull her into my dad’s office. “Hi beautiful,” I say, looking her up and down before pulling her into my arms. “You look amazing. Those jeans—”

She laughs, her body vibrating in my arms. “You like them?”

“Uh-huh.” I want to say I’d like them better on the floor, but this is not the right time for that.

“Thanks,” she says, a blush creeping up her neck.

“I needed to get you alone to say a proper hello,” I say, before lowering my lips to hers.

She wraps her arms around my neck and opens her mouth to me. My tongue enters and the moment hers darts out to meet mine, I pull her closer, not sure if she can feel the hardness in my jeans pushing against her stomach. I assume she does because she lets out a soft moan the second I press into her.

My hands roam down to squeeze her delicious ass and she squeaks out a sound, then her hands are in my hair.

I groan and I’m about to lift her so she can wrap her legs around me when the door bangs open.

“Ha! Caughtcha.” Lucas yells and starts laughing.

Sam pulls away and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her face going a bright pink.

That fucker. I’m going to kill him.

“Josh and Sam sitting in a—”

I bring my fist up and punch him in the gut, not letting him finish that sentence.

He lets out a groan, falling back out of the doorway into the hall.

“Okay boys. Enough of that. We have guests,” Ma says from the kitchen entrance. “Lucas, do something useful. Go downstairs and tell everyone dinner is ready.”

“But Ma I—”

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