I laughed against his mouth, nuzzling into his touch as he slid his blunt fingertips down the line of my jaw. “Good.”
Archer’s gaze searched my face. “Can I make a request for today?”
“Me on top this time?” I teased. “You did say you were tired.”
“Not that.” His eyes heated. “But bookmark it for later.”
My fingers drummed on his chest, and I bit down on my bottom lip to keep the laughter at bay. “If not that, what do you want to do?”
Archer’s eyes dipped to my mouth, and he gave me a soft kiss before speaking. “Can we go hang out at your place?”
My heart stopped. “You’d want to?”
“Yeah.” The shy smile tugging at his lips absolutely unraveled me. “I didn’t get much time with Gavin yesterday, and, I don’t know, I forgot to ask him what he thought of my present. If he opened it yet,” he added. “It’s fine if he didn’t.”
Melted.
I completely melted.
If I hadn’t been in love with him before, that would have done it. I had a feeling that I’d fall in love with Archer Evans a million times for a million different reasons before my life was over.
“Yeah, I think we can arrange that.”
“Well, look who showed up while the sun is still shining. Didn’t think we’d see you before dark, bug.”
Archer laughed, and over my shoulder, I gave him a narrow-eyed look. “Don’t encourage him.”
He gave me a crooked grin. “Sorry.”
Yeah. He looked really sorry, especially when he paired that unrepentant smile with a quick squeeze of my ass since Pops couldn’t see him yet.
Pops was in his recliner, reading a book about the Cold War, and he set it down on his stomach as we rounded the corner into the family room. His gaze tracked over me, then Archer right behind me, and down to where he held my hand in his. Pops smiled, then lifted his book back up to cover the bottom half of his face.
“Good to see you, Evans.”
“Likewise, sir.”
“You gonna be here every day now?”
His hand squeezed mine. “As long as she’s not sick of me.”
“Already looking for compliments?” I clucked my tongue. “What an unfortunate personality trait.”
Archer’s eyes glinted, and he dipped his head closer to my ear, lowering his voice so Pops couldn’t hear him. “I’m pretty sure you came so hard, you saw stars about an hour ago. I’m not looking for shit, sweetheart.”
Cheeks hot, I rolled my lips together and cleared my throat. “Right.”
He straightened, looking like the cat who ate the fucking canary, and if it weren’t so stupid attractive, I would’ve smacked him just for being cheeky.
Except itwasattractive. And now my very well-used lady bits were throbbing.
I blew out a short breath and refocused. “Where’s my kid?”
Pops tilted his head toward the bedroom. “He disappeared in there after Ness dropped him off.”
“Gavin?” I called.
The door to his room flew open and he barreled out, almost knocking me over with his enthusiastic hug. “I hadsomuch fun last night. Did Auntie Ness send you pictures of the blanket fort? It was huge.”