One More Chance (Chance, #2)(22)
“Ah! OK . . . you can’t . . . do this . . . Ah! Oh, God! But I get to do the same to you next.” I panted as his tongue circled my clit. He lifted his head to look up at me. Seeing his beautiful mouth right there, hovering over me, made me tremble. It was a breathtaking sight.
“You don’t have to bargain with me to get me to let you put that sexy mouth on me,” he said. He kept his eyes on me as he flicked his tongue over my swollen, aching bud. “Tastes so damn good. I missed this.” He placed both of his hands on my thighs and pushed them open farther. “Could eat this all f**king day and never get tired of it.”
His naughty words had me crying out things I wasn’t sure made sense. I was lost to the sensation. Nothing mattered at the moment but him. And this.
Grant
I had been woken up by two texts and a call from the job site in Sandestin. We had a condo going up there, and they had some issues I had to handle. Leaving Harlow curled up in my big bed like an angel wasn’t easy.
She had been asleep when we got home last night, and I’d carried her to bed and undressed her. All she had managed was a few mumbled sentences that didn’t make sense, but they’d been damn cute.
I fixed my thermos of coffee and swept up the mud that had piled up by the door, because I really didn’t want Harlow seeing that. I’d have to get someone else to come in and clean the rest of the place today. Glancing at my phone, I knew I needed to go, but I was waiting for Rush to wake up Blaire and get her to call me. If I had to leave Harlow, I wanted someone keeping her company today.
The screen lit up, and I sighed in relief at Blaire’s name.
“Hey,” I said, walking away from the bedroom door so I wouldn’t wake Harlow.
“Good morning. You’re back?” Blaire asked.
“We’re back,” I replied. “She needs sleep, but she’ll want to see you and needs a friend while I’m gone. I won’t be but a few hours. I wouldn’t normally go, but it’s a big client, and I need to fix some shit.”
“I’m dressing now. Rush is going to spend the day with Nate, and I’ll take care of Harlow. Don’t worry about her. I won’t leave her.”
I didn’t have a sister, but Blaire was a damn good alternative. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome, but this is for me as much as you. I want to see her. You weren’t the only one who missed her.”
Smiling, I grabbed my keys and made sure to leave the note on the counter where she would see it. “Yeah, but I missed her the most.”
Blaire chuckled. “I won’t argue with that.”
“Thanks again, Blaire. I left her a note to call you when she gets up. But she may not call. I never know with her. She worries about bothering people.”
“I’ll just show up in an hour or so. Go to work, Grant. I got this.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I hung up and stuck my phone into my pocket. Glancing back at the bedroom door, I saw it open slowly. Harlow walked out, dressed in one of my T-shirts, which I had put on her last night. Her hair was all over the place, and her face had pillow creases on it. I had never seen anything more beautiful.
“You leaving?” she asked in a sleepy voice.
I walked back to her. “I didn’t want to wake you. I’ve got an issue at one of the job sites,” I explained as I slid my arms around her waist.
“OK. I heard you talking,” she said, blinking slowly while her eyes adjusted to the sunlight pouring into the room.
“I called Blaire. She’s coming to keep you company today. She missed you.”
A smile lit up her face. “Oh, good. I wanted to see her.”
Leaving sucked, but this made it a little easier. I was giving her space to be alone and have girl time. Harlow had very little of that in her life, and I wanted her to have good friendships. The girl I’d first met didn’t have anyone. She lived for her books and stayed in her room. I wanted more for Harlow than that.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can. You enjoy your time with Blaire, but call me if you need anything.” I kissed her lips. Nothing was ever as good as kissing Harlow.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and melted into me. This didn’t make leaving easier. I was about ready to say screw the job site when she stepped back and pressed a hand to her now-swollen lips. “OK, go. We can do that when you get back.”
“You be ready for me, because I have plans for you when I get home,” I told her, then blew her a kiss before finally leaving. I was going to be a little late, but they could wait. I’d get there when I got there.
To my precious baby,
The day I first saw him, my knees went a little weak, and my stomach fluttered. Like that feeling of butterflies taking off. That was how I felt when I laid eyes on your dad for the first time. He was beautiful. I had never considered a man beautiful before, but Grant Carter was beautiful.
I never imagined he would notice me. I was quiet and introverted. I didn’t make friends easily, and I didn’t trust others. Those are things I never want you to experience or feel. I’ve overcome them because I’ve found your father.
That night, he cornered me and sent my tiny infatuation into a full-blown crush with only a few words. But I was terrified. Completely scared out of my wits. I wasn’t used to dealing with men when they flirted with me. I didn’t know then that he would change my life.