the lover, than Katy the mother-to-be. How far was too far?
His body screamed for him to let a lot more happen. To explore the soft curves under his hands. To use his tongue and lips to see if his memories matched up with the reality he now held.
His mind told him to take it slower.
The sounds she made were not helping. Little gasps of pleasure. Long, low moans that traveled down his spine and reverberated in his balls.
Katy lifted herself, swinging her leg across him to resettle in his lap. She was basically straddling him, and his imagination went wild on all the things the position would allow them to do.
Bright eyes gazed into his as she rested her forearms on his shoulders. She smiled, a dimple appearing in one cheek. “Maybe we should find a better show to watch. This one doesn’t seem to be keeping our attention.”
He laughed. “I’m trying really hard not to get carried away,” he admitted.
“I know.” Katy leaned in and grabbed on tight, giving him a huge bear hug. “And I really appreciate it.”
They sat like that for a moment, Gage drawing his fingers over her back as he planned the next best move.
A knock on the door jerked their attention upward. She crawled off his lap, and he reluctantly rose to his feet.
“You want to grab us new drinks?” she asked. “I’ll get this, then we can watch something else if you want.”
Gage had just stepped through the doorway into the kitchen when he heard Katy’s quick indrawn breath. He swung around in time to see exactly who was on the other side of the door. All thought of refreshment vanished as he stomped his way back to her side.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he demanded.
Simon’s smile vanished as he took in Gage. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Katy thrust a hand between the two of them, literally cutting them off from each other.
“Guys, put your dicks back in your pants.” She faced Simon, her upper body stiff. “So. Haven’t seen you for a couple of weeks. That was quite the appointment you had to run off to.”
The dark-haired man on the porch had the grace to look sheepish. “Yeah, sorry about that. Can I come in? I wanted to talk to you…” his gaze shot up to take in Gage as he added, “…privately.”
Hell, no. “In your dreams, dickwad.”
At his side, Katy sighed heavily. “It would be really nice if I got to be in charge of what happens, since this is my house and all.”
She gave Gage a disappointed look, and he backed off only far enough to allow Simon to step into the entranceway.
Simon ignored Gage completely. Instead he took a package from behind his back and offered it to Katy. “I know I was out of line. I shouldn’t have taken off on you, or I should have at least phoned. But I’ve been giving it a lot of thought, and I wanted you to know that I’m there for you. One hundred percent.”
The sincerity in Simon’s voice seemed real. In fact, Gage had never heard the other man speak so kindly before.
And the Oscar goes to…
Katy twisted the package in her hands. “What is it?”
“Open it and see,” Simon teased.
She paced back into the living room, her fingers busily ripping the paper away. Simon’s gaze met Gage’s, his lips curling in a soundless snarl. That was it—the rivalry was clear. The battle had barely even begun.
“Oh, Simon.” She held a fancy baby book in her lap. “It’s beautiful.”
Simon slipped off his boots and padded across the floor to kneel at her side. “All us kids have one like it that my mom did up for us. I thought you might like to have it while you’re pregnant.” He turned a few pages in the book. “There are places for you to write things starting now if you want. I hope you like it.”
Well, hell. Gage had to admit the other man had more than stepped up to the plate this time. He still didn’t trust Simon any farther than he could throw him, but this attentive, caring pretense changed everything.
She ran her fingers over the
His body screamed for him to let a lot more happen. To explore the soft curves under his hands. To use his tongue and lips to see if his memories matched up with the reality he now held.
His mind told him to take it slower.
The sounds she made were not helping. Little gasps of pleasure. Long, low moans that traveled down his spine and reverberated in his balls.
Katy lifted herself, swinging her leg across him to resettle in his lap. She was basically straddling him, and his imagination went wild on all the things the position would allow them to do.
Bright eyes gazed into his as she rested her forearms on his shoulders. She smiled, a dimple appearing in one cheek. “Maybe we should find a better show to watch. This one doesn’t seem to be keeping our attention.”
He laughed. “I’m trying really hard not to get carried away,” he admitted.
“I know.” Katy leaned in and grabbed on tight, giving him a huge bear hug. “And I really appreciate it.”
They sat like that for a moment, Gage drawing his fingers over her back as he planned the next best move.
A knock on the door jerked their attention upward. She crawled off his lap, and he reluctantly rose to his feet.
“You want to grab us new drinks?” she asked. “I’ll get this, then we can watch something else if you want.”
Gage had just stepped through the doorway into the kitchen when he heard Katy’s quick indrawn breath. He swung around in time to see exactly who was on the other side of the door. All thought of refreshment vanished as he stomped his way back to her side.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he demanded.
Simon’s smile vanished as he took in Gage. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Katy thrust a hand between the two of them, literally cutting them off from each other.
“Guys, put your dicks back in your pants.” She faced Simon, her upper body stiff. “So. Haven’t seen you for a couple of weeks. That was quite the appointment you had to run off to.”
The dark-haired man on the porch had the grace to look sheepish. “Yeah, sorry about that. Can I come in? I wanted to talk to you…” his gaze shot up to take in Gage as he added, “…privately.”
Hell, no. “In your dreams, dickwad.”
At his side, Katy sighed heavily. “It would be really nice if I got to be in charge of what happens, since this is my house and all.”
She gave Gage a disappointed look, and he backed off only far enough to allow Simon to step into the entranceway.
Simon ignored Gage completely. Instead he took a package from behind his back and offered it to Katy. “I know I was out of line. I shouldn’t have taken off on you, or I should have at least phoned. But I’ve been giving it a lot of thought, and I wanted you to know that I’m there for you. One hundred percent.”
The sincerity in Simon’s voice seemed real. In fact, Gage had never heard the other man speak so kindly before.
And the Oscar goes to…
Katy twisted the package in her hands. “What is it?”
“Open it and see,” Simon teased.
She paced back into the living room, her fingers busily ripping the paper away. Simon’s gaze met Gage’s, his lips curling in a soundless snarl. That was it—the rivalry was clear. The battle had barely even begun.
“Oh, Simon.” She held a fancy baby book in her lap. “It’s beautiful.”
Simon slipped off his boots and padded across the floor to kneel at her side. “All us kids have one like it that my mom did up for us. I thought you might like to have it while you’re pregnant.” He turned a few pages in the book. “There are places for you to write things starting now if you want. I hope you like it.”
Well, hell. Gage had to admit the other man had more than stepped up to the plate this time. He still didn’t trust Simon any farther than he could throw him, but this attentive, caring pretense changed everything.
She ran her fingers over the
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