Page 74 of Wicked Grumpy Heart Doc

Not to mention an amazing lover.

Keeping it casual,she reminded herself for the hundredth time.

Which meant there would be no “sign from the Universe” suggesting they spend the entire weekend together.

Period.

End of story.

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Aiden

Dakota’s Nantucket Cape house was far more traditional than he’d been expecting. And the separate guesthouse that was a mini-replica of the main house on the other side of her three-car garage, complete with matching gables, made it almost estate-worthy.

She pulled into the garage, and he parked behind her on the cement just outside so she could shut the garage door if she wanted to.

Getting out of her car, she motioned that she’d just be a minute, like he should wait in the car.

Yeah, like that was gonna happen.

He got out and took quick strides to close the distance between them to follow her inside.

“Oh!” she said in surprise when she found him behind her as she opened the door leading to the house, his hand on her hip.

He ran his thumb along her hipbone over the satiny material. “Do you mind me coming in? That way you won’t feel like you have to rush. Unless you think Barney won’t like it.”

“Barney’s staying at my daughter’s tonight, and even if he was here, he loves company. But, no, I don’t mind. I just didn’t think you’d want to come in.”

Miss a chance to see another facet of her? Not a chance.

“I’d love to see your place.”

They walked down a hallway, and he caught sight of large laundry room on his left before they reached the main part of the house.

Aiden glanced around her modern kitchen. Her ivory-colored cabinets looked custom made, as did the island in the center that would easily seat eight people. The gleaming white quartz countertops matched the window casings and baseboards, which were a stark contrast to the moss-green walls. Not colors he would have picked, but they worked. Her space was stylish but inviting, and nothing like he’d envisioned—there wasn’t a crystal or dreamcatcher in sight.

“This is beautiful, Sunshine.”

She tucked her hair that had fallen out of her updo behind her ear with a shy smile.

“Thanks. My realtor showed me it because of the guest house, but it was really the kitchen island that sold me.”

He could picture her at the stove with her family sitting around the island. An image of him and his girls seated alongside them popped in his head, making him give himself an internal shake.

Whoa, buddy. Slow the fuck down.

It was one thing to talk about Dakota with Kailey and Brianna, it’d be entirely different to have them spend time with her. Especially not along with her family.

He needed to get that shit out of his head—STAT. She was talking about spirit guides earlier, for fuck’s sake.

“Let’s see about this island.”

Aiden walked to where she stood next to the island, put his hands on her hips and lifted her onto its counter. The slit in the thigh of her dress made it easy to slip between her legs, and he found it was the perfect height for his cock to press against her pussy.

Pressing his forehead against hers, he traced the backs of his fingertips down her bare arm as he whispered, “Yeah, I’m sold, too.”

She giggled as she wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and moved her lips against his.

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