Irresistible (Cloverleigh Farms #1)(56)

Laughing, she swatted me on the chest. “Now you’re just getting cocky.”

“Oh, I’ve always been that.”

“Want to come in?” she asked. “Or do you have to get back to work?”

“I should get back,” I said reluctantly.

“Just for a few minutes?” She rose up on tiptoe.

Fuck, she was so cute. “Okay. A few minutes, but that’s really all I have. I’m meeting with your dad and DeSantis in half an hour.”

“I promise to kick you out by then.” Grinning, she stepped back and I entered her apartment, which smelled as good as she tasted.

“Let me grab a vase for these.” She set the flowers on the counter and pulled out the card. As she read it, her lips curved into a smile. “Awww. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It’s not much, but I wanted you to know I was thinking of you. And how lucky I am to have you in my life.”

“I feel the same.”

“Your mom saw me with the flowers and asked who they were for.”

Frannie’s jaw dropped. “What did you tell her?”

“The truth, actually.” And suddenly, I felt really good about it.

“You did?” She set the card down and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tight. “That makes me so happy!”

I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, lifting her right off her feet. “I’m glad.”

“Was my mother surprised?” Frannie asked.

“Not as much as I thought she would be. She seemed fine with it.”

“I told you.” Then she inhaled deeply. “Mmm. You smell good.”

“You smell good too. I could eat you right now.” Just for fun, I sank my teeth lightly into her throat.

Squealing, she tried to wiggle out of my arms, but I held on tight. I kept my mouth on her neck, licking and sucking and kissing her sweet-tasting skin, and then before I knew it, I was walking her backward into her bedroom, stripping off her clothes, and letting her pull at mine. Within minutes, I was buried inside her, her body pinned beneath mine on top of her quilt, her hands braced on the headboard so her head didn’t bang against it. It ended as quickly as it began, with both of us breathless and frantic, our bodies pulsing together in short, ecstatic bursts just as the oven timer went off in the kitchen.

Laughing as we recovered our senses, Frannie looked up at me. “Good timing.”

“Does that mean you have to get out of this bed?”

“Yes, unfortunately.”

“I don’t want you to.”

“I’ll come right back.”

Reluctantly, I let her slide out from underneath me. She hurried into the bathroom first, and then out to the kitchen, and a moment later the timer stopped beeping. I heard her open and shut the oven door, and then she darted back into her bedroom.

“I only have a few minutes,” she said, hopping back into the bed. “And so do you. What time is your meeting?”

I sat up. “Fuck! I forgot about that. What time is it now?”

“A few minutes to ten.”

“Shit!” I jumped out of bed and looked around for my pants. “My meeting is at ten.”

Frannie laughed as I frantically pulled my clothes on. “Sorry. I guess I was supposed to boot you out sooner.”

I gave her a dirty look as I struggled to get my second leg into my pants, hopping on one foot. “Yes. This is all your fault. If you hadn’t smelled so good or been so fucking cute when you answered the door, I’d have been on time for my meeting.”

She threw a pillow at me.

I zipped up my pants and tackled her, throwing her back onto the bed. “You’re asking for it.”

Giggling, she looped her arms and legs around me. “Hard and often.”

I groaned, giving her a quick kiss before detaching myself from her limbs. “Fuck, I have to go. I wish I didn’t.”

“Me too.” She sighed and sat up, watching me throw my shirt on. “It’s so nice to be alone with you again.”

“I’m sorry. I feel bad we can’t be like normal people and do this during non-working hours.”

“It’s okay.” She smiled. “It’s kind of fun to sneak around.”

“Except I’m late for a meeting with your dad right now,” I said, frowning at my freshly-fucked hair in the mirror over her dresser. “And I look like I just got out of bed.”

A couple minutes later, I raced out of her apartment with my boots untied, leaving her at the door in a fuzzy pink robe. “I’ll see you at home tonight,” she called, laughing as I stumbled down the first few stairs. “Thanks again for the flowers!”

“You’re welcome!” I shouted back, skipping the final few steps and jumping down to the landing. As I hurried back to my office, her words stuck in my head. I’ll see you at home tonight.

I liked them.





Mack





That night when I got home, we ordered pizza and Frannie stayed to watch a movie with us. We sat next to each other on the couch and copped a few PG-13 feels beneath the blanket, but that was about it. I couldn’t even kiss her goodbye because I felt like the kids were watching us so closely. Maybe it was in my head, but Millie especially seemed to be looking at us a lot that night.