Page 124 of Baby, Be Mine

“Shit.” He suddenly stopped. “I mean, are you here alone? God, is your dad going to come down here while I’m…”

“You’re what?” I laughed and held onto his shoulders. “Debauching his daughter?”

“Jeez, Emma.”

I tipped my head back with a delighted laugh. “You picked the very best day to come and visit. I actually have the house all to myself. My parents went to a concert in Connecticut.”

“Are you serious?” He gripped my ass and hiked me up a little for better purchase. “You wouldn’t lie to a dying man.”

“Dying? Now who’s being dramatic?”

“It feels like I’m dying. Slowly.” His jaw did that muscle jump thing that made my ankles twist. “Where do I go? How do I get inside you the fastest?”

Things I forgot that pulsed, definitely pulsed. My sex drive had been near nonexistent except that one day on the boat. But I was very happy to see it wasn’t fully dormant.

“This way.” I pointed to the hallway, but I couldn’t stop myself from kissing him again. His mouth was so damn perfect. “Wait.” I dragged in a breath. “Wait. Stop here first.”

He nodded. “Okay.” I tapped his shoulder to let me down, but he growled at me. “I’m not letting you go.”

“Well, then.” My insides went soft and liquid with more than lust. “Just let me grab the baby monitor.”

“Oh.” His face paled. “I can’t believe I forgot.”

“You didn’t. She’s sleeping. It’s okay, I just never know how long it will last.”

“Right. Absolutely. Whatever you need. I’m not putting you down though.”

“Okay, Mr. Muscles, you can just walk me over to that little table.” I crossed my ankles at the small of his back as I craned my neck to make sure she was still sleeping.

Evidently, a little mix of Taylor Swift and Harry Styles was keeping her in dreamland. Worked for me. I leaned down and snatched the monitor. “Okay, now out the doorway there and down the hall.”

“Where are we going?”

“My dad’s study.”

His eyebrows shot up. “You want our first time to be in your dad’s study?”

“I mean, ideally, I’d have a king-sized bed, four bottles of water, and a sea view—or a lake view.”

“Come home with me and you can have that exact thing.”

I kissed him. “For now, you can debauch me in my dad’s study. He’s got the good couch in there. My mom’s sofa would definitely break with what I’m going to do to you.”

TWENTY-SIX

My dickliterally jumped at the thought.

I strode down the hall to the stately door as Emma kissed the hell out of me the whole way. We bumped into the doorjamb as she fumbled behind her to open the door.

I felt like a damn teenager. There had been a time or seven when I’d taken my high school girlfriends in places we definitely shouldn’t be having sex. But in the mayor’s study was a new high. Or was that a low?

Whatever.

Distantly, I noticed all the dark wood, the huge desk that had to be an antique, and the rug that probably was worth as much as my car. But the only thing I really cared about was that massive L shaped leather couch along the windows.

I let her slide down my body, all that summer tanned skin driving me absolutely insane. Her hair was a cloud of wild around her shoulders and happiness radiated off her.

And this time, I might’ve had something to do with that happiness.

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