the best pizza and play gym in the state! You're
going to love it, Melor!"
He chuckled. "Not once have you
steered me wrong when it comes to food or play, little Blossom. I look forward
to loving this Charlie's as much as you do."
"We'll go shopping too and pick
up some more Fruit Loops as you two are obviously so fond of them. Go get ready
baby, and we'll head out directly."
Summer smiled at her daughter's
energy, as she danced and twirled her way into her bedroom to get her dance
costume.
"How's your shoulder? I'm sorry.
I should have tended to your wounds." She touched his shirt lifting it to
peer down. She laughed to find it covered in fairy band aids.
"Blossom is a good nurse."
Melor's grin was infectious.
Summer ran her fingers over his jaw
line. "I'm sorry I've been acting out of sorts lately. I hope you can
forgive my rude behavior. You've been nothing but…but wonderful to Blossom and
me."
He nuzzled his face into her hand.
When his lips touched the palm, a hot wave swept into her belly, and her whole
body tingled with longing.
"There is nothing to forgive, my
lady. I would give my life to protect you both."
"Please, no more life giving. It
is meant for living not dying. I don't think I could stand losing anyone I…I
cared about."
Undefined emotion swirled in his dark
depths. "Does this mean I do not have to leave?"
Summer smiled wider still. "No,
you don't have to leave; I would never hear the end of it from Blossom if you
did. You are welcome in our home for as long as you wish."
Melor rose to his feet, making her
tilt her head to look at him. Damn, the man was fine, sexy, tall; his gaze
intense, burning with raw desire as he stared down at her. He leaned in closer,
and gently brushed his lips against hers.
"Thank you."
"Ready to go!" Blossom's
cheerful call broke the sensual spell surrounding them.
They
stood for a moment, and she realized they were both breathing a little hard.
"Blossom had best not be late for
her lesson." Melor stepped back first.
"We're coming, baby."
~ * ~
Everyone, especially the other women,
turned to stare at Melor wherever they went. His dark sensuality drew others
like a moth to the flame. The mothers in the dance class whispered to each
other, their jealous gazes directed at her and the tall, sexy man sitting by
Summer's side.
Insecurity and doubt flooded her. What
if he found another woman more attractive than her? Would he leave of his own
volition rather than her pushing him out of the door?
When his comforting arm wrapped around
her waist, pulling her close to his side, everything melted away but him and
his divine scent. She glanced up into his dark smoldering eyes which looked at
her as if he wanted to devour her right there on the bench. Hell, she wouldn't
care if he did.
In the supermarket it was the same. He
pushed the trolley with Blossom sitting inside while Summer placed the items
in. Blossom chatted happily. It was a euphoric sensation.
Summer shook the foolish thoughts from
her head. She didn't know how long it would last, but was now determined to
hang on to it with everything she had.
Friday evening at Charlie's was full
of families. She found them a booth and ordered several large house specials
and sodas while Blossom dragged Melor off to the play area.
It was a sight to see the big man
sitting in a ball pit tossing balls to Blossom and other children; his deep
laughter cheerful and infectious.
"He yours?" The waitress
placed the drinks on the table, her head nodding in Melor's direction. Was he
hers? Melor glanced at her with a sexy grin. Summer's heart fluttered in her
chest. It was a good thing she was already sitting down or she would have
melted onto the floor.
"Yes." A new sense of
possession settled over Summer. "He's mine, so hands off." She eyed
the waitress.
"Hey, just askin'. You're a damn
lucky woman. Does he have a
going to love it, Melor!"
He chuckled. "Not once have you
steered me wrong when it comes to food or play, little Blossom. I look forward
to loving this Charlie's as much as you do."
"We'll go shopping too and pick
up some more Fruit Loops as you two are obviously so fond of them. Go get ready
baby, and we'll head out directly."
Summer smiled at her daughter's
energy, as she danced and twirled her way into her bedroom to get her dance
costume.
"How's your shoulder? I'm sorry.
I should have tended to your wounds." She touched his shirt lifting it to
peer down. She laughed to find it covered in fairy band aids.
"Blossom is a good nurse."
Melor's grin was infectious.
Summer ran her fingers over his jaw
line. "I'm sorry I've been acting out of sorts lately. I hope you can
forgive my rude behavior. You've been nothing but…but wonderful to Blossom and
me."
He nuzzled his face into her hand.
When his lips touched the palm, a hot wave swept into her belly, and her whole
body tingled with longing.
"There is nothing to forgive, my
lady. I would give my life to protect you both."
"Please, no more life giving. It
is meant for living not dying. I don't think I could stand losing anyone I…I
cared about."
Undefined emotion swirled in his dark
depths. "Does this mean I do not have to leave?"
Summer smiled wider still. "No,
you don't have to leave; I would never hear the end of it from Blossom if you
did. You are welcome in our home for as long as you wish."
Melor rose to his feet, making her
tilt her head to look at him. Damn, the man was fine, sexy, tall; his gaze
intense, burning with raw desire as he stared down at her. He leaned in closer,
and gently brushed his lips against hers.
"Thank you."
"Ready to go!" Blossom's
cheerful call broke the sensual spell surrounding them.
They
stood for a moment, and she realized they were both breathing a little hard.
"Blossom had best not be late for
her lesson." Melor stepped back first.
"We're coming, baby."
~ * ~
Everyone, especially the other women,
turned to stare at Melor wherever they went. His dark sensuality drew others
like a moth to the flame. The mothers in the dance class whispered to each
other, their jealous gazes directed at her and the tall, sexy man sitting by
Summer's side.
Insecurity and doubt flooded her. What
if he found another woman more attractive than her? Would he leave of his own
volition rather than her pushing him out of the door?
When his comforting arm wrapped around
her waist, pulling her close to his side, everything melted away but him and
his divine scent. She glanced up into his dark smoldering eyes which looked at
her as if he wanted to devour her right there on the bench. Hell, she wouldn't
care if he did.
In the supermarket it was the same. He
pushed the trolley with Blossom sitting inside while Summer placed the items
in. Blossom chatted happily. It was a euphoric sensation.
Summer shook the foolish thoughts from
her head. She didn't know how long it would last, but was now determined to
hang on to it with everything she had.
Friday evening at Charlie's was full
of families. She found them a booth and ordered several large house specials
and sodas while Blossom dragged Melor off to the play area.
It was a sight to see the big man
sitting in a ball pit tossing balls to Blossom and other children; his deep
laughter cheerful and infectious.
"He yours?" The waitress
placed the drinks on the table, her head nodding in Melor's direction. Was he
hers? Melor glanced at her with a sexy grin. Summer's heart fluttered in her
chest. It was a good thing she was already sitting down or she would have
melted onto the floor.
"Yes." A new sense of
possession settled over Summer. "He's mine, so hands off." She eyed
the waitress.
"Hey, just askin'. You're a damn
lucky woman. Does he have a
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