Page 91 of Baby, Be Mine

“Smart and capable. And you looked like a slice of summer in that bright dress. The first bit of color I’ve noticed in so damn long.”

Crap, I was waxing poetic like some lovesick pup.

She walked me back a step toward the stairs at the bow of the ship’s deck. I could hear people setting up food on the first floor. Someone would be up those stairs in minutes.

The spiral stairs at the front of the boat were too hard to bring things up. They’d definitely come up right where we were. But then she slipped her tongue in my mouth again and I couldn’t help but suck it deeper into mine.

My hand went down to cup her ass. God, so damn firm and perfectly filled my palm. She moaned and I realized I was pressing her against my cock. This deliciously sexy woman who’d just had a freakingbaby.

“Sorry,” I muttered against her and pushed her away. “Sorry, you…this is way too soon.”

“Not soon enough for me.” She advanced on me again.

“Too soon for you.” I cupped her shoulders. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She frowned. “Hurt me?” Then her brow smoothed. “Oh. Yeah.” She giggled and pressed her forehead to my chest. “Yeah, there’s still an out of order sign on all my parts.”

“Yeah.” I moved my hand to cup the back of her neck. “Not that it’s just about...” I trailed off.

That I’d forgotten myself and wanted to drag her onto the nearest horizontal surface was both dangerous and stupid.

“About the fact that I haven’t had sex in…way too long.”

“Not as long as me,” I muttered.

She laughed and looked up at me, then slid her hand down to cup my straining cock. “That seems a shame. You have a lot going for you.”

“Cripes, Emma.” I looked over my shoulder before I gently drew her hand off my shaft.

“Mase, you up there?” Henry’s voice boomed up the stairs.

“Yeah,” I yelled back. “I’ll be just a sec.” I gritted my teeth. “I have to go in the bathroom and take care of this.”

Her summer sky eyes widened. “Should I help?”

“Fuck.” I had to laugh. “No. And not that kind of take care of. I meant to soak my damn head.”

I’d probably be soaking my whole body in an ice-cold shower tonight. But right now, I just needed to get away from her so I could get rid of this hard-on.

“Why don’t I take care of Henry instead?” She gave a delighted laugh. “You should see how your nostrils flared right there.” She tapped the tip of my nose. “I mean, I’ll see what he wants.”

“Right. Fine. Yes, please. I’ll be back.”

She smirked and turned with a sway of her hips as she stalked the last few feet to the outer deck where the stairs were. “Hey, Henry. Whatcha need?”

I crossed the boat as quickly as I could with my jeans trying to strangle me and ducked into the bathroom.

The second I was in front of the mirror, I gripped the edge of the sink. “You are so fucked,” I said to myself.

Now that I knew the taste of her, how the hell was I supposed to resist her?

NINETEEN

I ran down the stairs,meeting Henry at the midway point. “What’s up?”

“Where’s Mason?”

“Think he was running to the bathroom before everything gets nuts. What’s up?”

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