“Don’t play dumb with me. I know things.” I wink, then start to walk away to try and befriend Chandler a little more.
“What things? Hold on, Lily, what do you know?” Sutton chases after me while I just continue to laugh.
I won’t tell her that Parker swears he heard something happening in the firetruck a little while back. I just think it’s rude she won’t share some of their hotness with others. I’d share if she asked.
After helping with the kids, and some of the moving, though I left most of that up to the guys, we all go inside to relax and unwind from the chaos. Chandler’s two daughters seem to have endless amounts of energy even though I’m convinced they have to be tired.
Bailey’s sister, Brynn, has twin boys that are impossible for me to tell apart with how identical they are. Even though they’re not quite one I can already tell she’s going to have her hands full with both of them. Especially as I’ve gotten to know her and her husband, Colton. If these boys are anything like the two of them, they’re in trouble.
I also keep noticing Parker looking at me. While I try not to let my eyes linger on him for too long, sometimes I can’t help it. Especially when his eyes do that thing, sweeping over me before seeming to light on fire. At least it makes me feel like I’m on fire with the amount of heat he’s looking at me with.
My eyes narrow, and I go to pull out my phone to text him and tell him to take a picture, it’ll last longer, but I pat my pockets and don’t feel it. I look around at the floor around me, and don’t see it.
“You okay?”Bailey asks.
“Yeah, I don’t know where my phone went. Maybe I dropped it.” I stand up and think about where it could be. The last place I remember being was the extra bedroom they’re currently using for storage while they work on unpacking. “I’ll be right back.” Everyone is chatting so no one really pays much attention to me as I leave the room in search for my missing phone.
That should be a murder mystery title for something. If anyone I know wants to write a book or a screenplay, I’ll have to let them know. LikeNancy Drewor something. But for adults. And hot.
I really wish I had a way to call myself to have any idea where my phone is in here. There are boxes piled around the room, and a mattress on the floor I think will end up being a guest bed when they get to it.
If I were a phone, where would I be hiding?
I place my hands on my hips, looking around, hoping it’ll just pop out at me and make my life easier. The door shuts, and I whip around because I definitely didn’t hope for that to happen.
Parker is standing there and my shoulders relax. Though, the way he’s looking at me right now has my body lighting on fire. I swear this man can make a basic white T-shirt, jeans, and a backwards hat look downright sexual. And don’t get me started on his mustache; I never thought I would like it, but right now I’m seconds away from trying to ride.
“What’re you doing?” I manage to say, only to stop my rogue thoughts.
“Seemed like you needed help.”
“Sure you weren’t just trying to get me alone?”
He smirks, stepping closer. “That too.”
“We’re in a house full of people we know, and some we don’t.”
“They won’t miss us.”
“Speak for yourself, everyone tends to miss me.” I flip my ponytail to the side.
“You’re right. I sure have.” He grabs my hip with one of his large hands and pulls me into his body roughly.
“Yet, you want to take thingsslow,”I exaggerate the last word with my disgust at the idea.
“Slow, but not nonexistent.” His hand snakes around me, pressing into my lower back so I’m plastered against him. I can feel he’s already hard, and it makes me want to feel more of him. I don’t want things slow. I want to jump headfirst into dangerous territory just tofeel. I want to feel how things used to. I want to feel what they could be like. I just want to feelsomething.
“I can only be patient for so long, you know?” I run my hand up his chest, feeling the defined muscles under the fabric. He’s always been in shape, but he’s filled out so much and I can only imagine how much stronger he is now. Add in the pent-up sexual energy and I hope this man throws me around the room when he finally snaps. Or when I do, because let’s be honest, I don’t know how long I can keep playing his slow game.
“Oh, I know, but I’ll enjoy toying with you as long as you letme.” His fingers move under my shirt to graze the skin of my lower back, softly, teasingly.
“I’ll be the one toying withyou.” I smirk. “I know you’ll be on your knees for me.”
On cue, Parker holds onto my hips as he slides onto the floor, looking up at me from his knees. “I’ll gladly be on my knees for you every single day you’ll have me.”
“Glad to see you’re willing to start now.” I bite back a giddy smile that wants to be set free.
“I’m more than willing, Lil, just say the word.”