One Moment Please (Wait With Me #3)(36)
“I wasn’t spanking you the whole time.” I fight the smile that wants to spread across my face as I watch her come unglued. She really is stunning in her pigtails with the sun shining behind her as she wipes away her tears of laughter. Shaking my head, I reach into the back seat and grab something. “I don’t want to forget to give this to you.”
She calms and stares at the white box. “What is it?”
I shrug dismissively. “Open it and see.”
A dubious look spreads across her face. “If there’s a kinky whip in here, I am getting out of this vehicle right now.”
I have to bite my fist to stop from laughing. “You’ll have to save that for your Christmas list, Jones.”
She pops the top open and gasps. “Is this French silk pie from the cafeteria?”
I nod curtly while putting the car in reverse. “I figured you’ve been missing your favorite food group.”
She blinks rapidly, and I swear tears fill her eyes before she leans back and shoots me a coy smile. “I’ll try to keep this off your crotch this time.”
I wait to back out of my spot so I can pin her with a serious look. “If you want to drop it there, just make sure you’re up for cleaning up your mess this time.”
She bites her lip, and her eyes lower to my mouth. In the few seconds it took for me to deliver that reply, the temperature shot up ten degrees. We stare at each other for a heavy moment.
I don’t want the damn pie in my lap—I want her.
Before either of us can say or do anything, a car honks behind us, breaking the sexual tension fogging up my windows as they wait for me to back out.
I sigh. “It’s probably wise for you to wait to eat that until after I get you home.”
“I think that’d be for the best.” She nods and faces forward, her cheeks flushing with a heat that seeps all the way through my core.
“You really think it’s a good idea to tell Kate you’re pregnant at her The End party?” Dean asks, driving north toward Jamestown.
“Well, telling her at the Tire Depot Customer Comfort Center seemed a little tacky.” I stretch back and adjust my flowy black top that hangs off my shoulders. I selected this shirt specifically to take attention away from my stomach. I’m definitely not pregnant-looking yet, but I’m now rocking a pie belly to match my pie butt. “And there’s no way she’s not going to notice I’m fake drinking. She has a freaky Spidey sense for that stuff.”
“It’s true.” Dean nods. “And she can sniff out when I’ve had sex recently too.”
This comment has me turning my full attention to Dean. “Speaking of which…” I lift my brows. “I heard some peculiar high-pitched sounds coming from upstairs when I got home the other night.”
Dean shoots me a flirtatious wink. “You were busy with Dr. Dick or those could have been your noises, Lyns.”
A laugh bursts from me, assuming Dean’s just being a flirt. “So, who was the girl?”
“No one you know,” he replies flatly.
“So, you just brought some random girl home?”
“Don’t act like you haven’t done the same.” He pointedly directs his attention to my belly. “At least I had the sense to check the expiration date on my condom.”
“Too soon,” I grumble and cross my arms over my chest in a mock pout.
Dean laughs. “Look, I’m sorry for the noise, okay? But since you’re clearly not giving it up to me, I have to get it somewhere.”
A sinking feeling weighs heavily in my belly over that candid response. I never expected Dean to turn celibate after I moved in with him. But considering I’ve only been there a couple of weeks and he’s already brought a girl home, I wonder how long this arrangement can really last.
The thought of being eight months pregnant and woken in the middle of the night by a strange woman’s cries of passion just seems…wrong. Or even breastfeeding in the living room when Dean comes back from working at the bakery. This isn’t a true long-term option for me.
“So, are you going to see whoever that was again?” I ask, watching Dean curiously for his reaction.
“No!” He laughs as though it’s the most ridiculous question in the world. “It was just a hookup to help me get over my obsession with the owner of Rise and Shine Bakery. Fuck, that woman Norah is all I can think about lately. You’ve seen her, right? She’s the stunning blonde who’s always wearing a bandana over her hair. We’ve been doing this weird non-flirting thing ever since I started going there for my lunch breaks, and it’s making me insane. She either wants me or hates me, either of which could make for some great sex.”
I smile at Dean’s little crush. “What’s holding you back? You’re usually one to go for it no matter what.”
“Well, Rise and Shine is the bakery Max wants me to invest in for a franchise opportunity. I have this rule about not shitting where I eat.”
My nose wrinkles. “That’s a disgusting phrase.”
“We’re roommates now. You’re going to hear this and a lot more. But don’t worry, I’ll cool it after the peanut’s born.” He shoots me a smirk, and then his face falls, probably because of my lack of amusement. “Unless you’re actually considering moving in with Dr. Dick now that you two are getting to know each other?”