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"Thanks," I reply, taking the stool from her, and place it in front of me before stepping on it.

"No!" Kevin screams, jumping to his feet.

Ignoring him, I try to get higher on the stool.

There's something wrong. The stool shakes, as I reach for the bottle and the powdered milk, ignoring my instincts.

I almost have them, I just need to be a little higher.

There's movement next to me, but I ignore it, still focused on my goal.

"You should get down from there," Kevin tells me, startling me.

I move on top of the stool, trying to face him, surprised by his voice being so close.

The stool moves under my feet, and my stomach shrinks as I realize I'm about to fall and hit the floor.

I try to find some balance, but I can't get my feet on the floor. Closing my eyes, I brace myself for the impact that's to come.

Except that it never comes.

Strong arms hold me before I can reach the floor. Electricity runs through me while my eyes meet Kevin's, and he pulls me closer to him. I hold my breath as my eyes linger on his mouth. Biting my lower lip, I wonder how it must feel to kiss his soft lips, and get lost in the pleasure of his touch.

Chapter 4

Kevin

I'm barely aware of Clare gasping by my side while I catch Diana in the air.

Pulling her closer to me, I hold her in my arms, letting myself enjoy her closeness.

I still don't understand what she's doing here. I recognized her from the store down the street, and all I've been able to think about since I saw her in my house, was how much I want to be around her. My eyes follow her movements attentively while she bites her lower lip, her eyes glued to my mouth.

My cock reacts to her scent and her body this close to mine, and I close my eyes, trying to control myself.

All I want is to kiss her.

A movement to my right gets my attention, and I help Diana stand, letting go of her body slowly.

"Are you okay?" I ask after clearing my throat.

She nods, her cheeks blushing adorably.

"Yes, thanks," she turns her back to me, and I watch while she gets Winston's bottle ready.

Turning to Clare, she asks to hold the baby so she can feed him.

Clare looks at me, looking for permission, and I nod softly.

Diana's expression changes when she takes Winston in her arms, and she sits on the couch, feeding him and singing a song softly.

I sit next to her, the sight of her taking care of Winston doing something to my mind. Suddenly, I could see myself as a family man. I wouldn't mind coming back home to find her and Winston waiting for me.

The power of this thought takes me by surprise, and I shake my head, trying to push all those ideas to the side. I'm not a family man. I'm taking care of Winston until his mom shows up. Soon the police will find her, and he'll be out of my life.

And Diana . . . she's just a stranger. An attractive woman I've just met. That's all. It doesn't mean anything.

Even if I wanted to try something with her, she deserves better. She deserves a man who would do anything for her, and I'm not that kind of person.

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