Spin My Love (My Love #1)(37)

“How’s Parker?” I can tell she’s trying, but I can’t help but notice the way her voice tightens whenever she mentions him. She loves Parker, she does. She just wishes I’d waited another ten years to have him.

“Really good,” I say. “He’s happy and healthy.”

“Have you met anyone?” she asks. “Parker needs a father.”

I sigh. Here we go again.

“Tane is back in town, so we’ve been seeing each other.” I won’t lie, but I don’t want to explain the whole situation to her. She pestered me enough when I was pregnant trying to find out who the father was. She lets out an excited gasp and I cringe.

“I always knew you two would end up together. How is he? Does Parker like him?” she asks. I am definitely not telling her that Tane is Parker’s father. That’s for another conversation.

“He’s great and yep, Parker loves him,” I say.

“Oh, that’s great, honey,” she says approvingly. “I’m happy for you. I have to go because your father is calling me, but I’ll call later and you can tell me everything, okay?”

“Sure Mum,” I say, happy to end the call.

“Love you,” she says.

“Love you too.” I hang up the phone. I’m not that close with my mum and dad. It’s not that they weren’t great parents, but we kind of lost our close relationship when Parker was born. I think they are enjoying their time to themselves, and that’s okay with me.

I get up and walk into the living area where Tane is reading a book, his bare feet sticking out over the edge of the couch. My gaze moves upwards, taking in his strong thighs and his…

I lick my lips.

Get a grip Giselle.

It’s been a week since we decided to see how things go as a couple. We’re taking things slow, and I think we both need that. We need to build the foundation of our relationship before we go diving in head-first, but that doesn’t mean I’m not feeling extremely sexually frustrated right now. Sleeping in his arms last night was a mixture of heaven and hell. Waking up with him curled around me was pure bliss, though the hardness that had been pressing against my thigh had been hard to walk away from. Pun intended.

“How’s your book?” I ask him.

He lowers the worn paperback and stares at me, lip quirking.

“What?” I ask.

“Nothing, and it’s good,” he replies.

“What was that look for then?” I ask in confusion.

He grins wolfishly. “Nothing.”

I look at the cover of his book. “What are you reading?”

He grins. “Do you want me to read some of it aloud?”

“Why? Is it porn?”

“No.” He laughs. “It’s a dystopian. I was just thinking that you look beautiful.”

“Hmmm.” It’s all I say to that.

“Do you need me to do anything?” he asks.

“Why?”

“Just asking if there’s anything I can do to help, is all.”

“You look like you’re enjoying your book. I have it covered. You can make dinner tonight, though,” I tell him.

“Deal,” he replies, smiling. He lifts the book back up.

“I do know the joy of a good book, you know,” I say.

“So then you won’t mind if I get back into it then?” he ask, hope in his voice.

I pick up a pillow from the couch and throw it at his head.

I shake my head and go check on Parker. I tiptoe into his room and see he’s still fast asleep, with his mouth open and body sprawled across his entire bed.

Looks like it’s a lazy Sunday for everyone.

I get a text message from Levi, which says him and Gage are going on a double-date tonight. I grin and put my phone on charge. I hope he finds someone who makes him happy.

Parker wakes up, and we take him to the park. Tane and he play football together while I take photos of the two of them.

Too much time has been missed, so I want to capture these moments as much as I can.

*****

I enter the house, tired as hell from my day of work, only to notice that the place is spotless. The scent of dinner cooking wafts towards me, and I take a deep breath. It smells delicious. I walk into the kitchen and see Tane and Parker playing with a new Lego set on the kitchen countertop as something simmers on the stove.

“I could get used to this,” I call out as I enter, getting both of their attentions.

“Mum!” Parker yells, putting his arms out for a hug. I give him a warm cuddle and kiss him on the nose, then turn to Tane and give him a quick peck on the lips.

“What are you cooking?” I ask, peeping around him to see what’s on the stove.

“Pasta, nothing fancy,” he replies, lifting his hand up to gently cup my face. “How was work?”

“It was good. Same old,” I tell him, lip twitching as I take in the domesticated scene in front of me. It’s cute to think Tane is pretty much a stay-at-home dad—until he goes back to work, that is. I nibble on my bottom lip as I wonder what will happen when he does have to go back. More traveling for him, and Parker and I will have to manage without him again. The thought sucks, but I guess that’s life.

“Sit down, babe, relax a little,” Tane says, pulling me out of my thoughts.