I turn to him. “No,” I say desperately. “Nothing you could do would ever make me feel uncomfortable.”

His cheeks blush, and a smile quirks the side of his mouth. “I should go check on Bailey.”

She’s really crying now, an angry, demanding sound.

I swallow and shake off this heavy, lust-filled feeling. Maybe it’s for the best we were interrupted. It’s not like we could just strip right here and do it on his brother’s countertop.

I look around.

Or could we?

Definitely not. Sam could come home at any moment and we would be caught. I don’t want

It’s the most adorable thing in the world. Definitely a daddy’s girl. And he’s so good with her. There’s just something so

floor. Bailey’s tears stop. She must remember me from

the people she lets near me,” Deacon says. “She’s kind of territorial. She must really

my eyes, making funny faces at her, getting her

He has a great singing voice, and I was always given solos when I was in the school choir so I know I sing well too. Bailey seems to like it. Her smile stretches her chubby cheeks and she lets

the playpen and I step out of the room into the dark hallway. This is where we were standing yesterday when he moved the hair from my shoulder and we almost kissed. He comes toward me, but stops before getting too close. His eyes are intense, focused on mine. The need in

feel so confused right now, and torn. I know if we kiss, or if things go any further, that might change the dynamic between us. It might screw up this whole arrangement. Maybe he’s afraid if we sleep together and things change between us, he won’t have someone to take care of Bailey while he goes to work. I can’t blame him. I know how hard it would be for him to find someone he

he says, his voice hesitant, as if he doesn’t really want to

to be with me, but I don’t want him to get in trouble at work. I don’t want

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