the bowl in front of Jack.
Jack took a big bite, “You tink she wikes me too?” He crunched the mouthful of cereal and swallowed.
“Jack, don't talk with your mouth full. And yes, she likes you. She said she couldn't wait to spend time with you.”
With his spoon halfway to his mouth he paused. “Is this my date with Miss Lissa?”
Derek laughed. “I suppose it is, son.”
“When is she going to be here?”
“She's not coming here. We're going to be gentlemen and pick her up, just as soon as she calls.” He checked the stove clock. He was wondering if she would call after last night. He wouldn't blame her if she didn't. It had been really embarrassing. He couldn't show that though. Damn, he had felt like a teenager going after her in the front seat of his truck. Of course, he had to relieve himself in the shower after he got home.
She was the epitome of sexy. And her juices tasted so damn good. She was a mixture of sweet and salty and her scent was a heady thing. He could've stayed there licking her all night.
“What time is she s'posed to call?” He took another big bite, getting a milk ring around his mouth, which he would most certainly wipe on his sleeve.
“I don't know, son.” He didn't and it scared him the longer he had to wait. He would be crushed if she didn't call, not to mention Jack.
He stared at the phone like a lovesick teenager, willing it to ring.
Ring! Ring!
He dashed for the phone. “Hello?”
“Hi, Mr. Baxter, this is Mrs. Sanders. I just wanted to let you know Paulie Jr. is feeling much better and I don't believe he is contagious anymore if you need me to sit for you.”
His enthusiasm dissipated. “No, I don't need a sitter today, but thank you for letting me know.
Beep! Beep!
“Mrs. Sanders, I have to go I have a call coming in.” God, he hoped it was her.
He switched over without saying another word. “Hello?”
“Hi. it's Lissa.”
“I was just thinking about you.” That was an understatement. He couldn't stop thinking about her. So much so he had trouble sleeping.
“I was just thinking about you too. I'm all ready to go. I have my warmest clothes on.”
Damn shame she was dressed. He liked the sight of her bare, like she was last night. He couldn't wait to get her into his playroom. Maybe he could use Mrs. Sanders after all. He wanted to see the rest of her body as soon as possible.
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CHAPTER NINE
Lissa's heart was racing. She was sandwiched between the Baxter boys. She itched to put her hand on Derek's thigh, but she didn't think it would be a good idea in front of Jack.
She turned her head to Jack.
He stared up at her with a wide grin on his face. Almost like he'd won something.
She smiled back at him. She felt genuine affection toward the boy, which should have alarmed her, but it didn't. Instead it filled her heart with a sense of need. A need to be there for Jack. To protect and nurture him.
“Miss Lissa, did you stick your tongue in my daddy's mouth?”
“What?” She couldn't believe what she'd just heard.
“Jack!” Derek snapped.
Jack leaned forward to see his dad. “I just wanted to know, dad.” He leaned back and asked, “Well, did you?”
Lissa sat forward and turned the radio on. She looked to Derek; his face was as red as hers probably was. He mouthed thank you and she nodded back to him.
Jack crossed his little arms over his chest and pouted. “It's not fair. Grown-ups don't have to answer questions, but I have to whether I want to or not.” He looked out the window.
She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. The poor kid needed to be hugged. It wasn't even a thought. It was more of an instinct. She felt herself wanting to say I love you to him, which was insane. How could she love a child she'd only met twice? Maybe it was just because of what he'd been through. Losing your mother at such a tender age must have been devastating.
He hugged her back immediately. She loved the feel of him
Jack took a big bite, “You tink she wikes me too?” He crunched the mouthful of cereal and swallowed.
“Jack, don't talk with your mouth full. And yes, she likes you. She said she couldn't wait to spend time with you.”
With his spoon halfway to his mouth he paused. “Is this my date with Miss Lissa?”
Derek laughed. “I suppose it is, son.”
“When is she going to be here?”
“She's not coming here. We're going to be gentlemen and pick her up, just as soon as she calls.” He checked the stove clock. He was wondering if she would call after last night. He wouldn't blame her if she didn't. It had been really embarrassing. He couldn't show that though. Damn, he had felt like a teenager going after her in the front seat of his truck. Of course, he had to relieve himself in the shower after he got home.
She was the epitome of sexy. And her juices tasted so damn good. She was a mixture of sweet and salty and her scent was a heady thing. He could've stayed there licking her all night.
“What time is she s'posed to call?” He took another big bite, getting a milk ring around his mouth, which he would most certainly wipe on his sleeve.
“I don't know, son.” He didn't and it scared him the longer he had to wait. He would be crushed if she didn't call, not to mention Jack.
He stared at the phone like a lovesick teenager, willing it to ring.
Ring! Ring!
He dashed for the phone. “Hello?”
“Hi, Mr. Baxter, this is Mrs. Sanders. I just wanted to let you know Paulie Jr. is feeling much better and I don't believe he is contagious anymore if you need me to sit for you.”
His enthusiasm dissipated. “No, I don't need a sitter today, but thank you for letting me know.
Beep! Beep!
“Mrs. Sanders, I have to go I have a call coming in.” God, he hoped it was her.
He switched over without saying another word. “Hello?”
“Hi. it's Lissa.”
“I was just thinking about you.” That was an understatement. He couldn't stop thinking about her. So much so he had trouble sleeping.
“I was just thinking about you too. I'm all ready to go. I have my warmest clothes on.”
Damn shame she was dressed. He liked the sight of her bare, like she was last night. He couldn't wait to get her into his playroom. Maybe he could use Mrs. Sanders after all. He wanted to see the rest of her body as soon as possible.
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CHAPTER NINE
Lissa's heart was racing. She was sandwiched between the Baxter boys. She itched to put her hand on Derek's thigh, but she didn't think it would be a good idea in front of Jack.
She turned her head to Jack.
He stared up at her with a wide grin on his face. Almost like he'd won something.
She smiled back at him. She felt genuine affection toward the boy, which should have alarmed her, but it didn't. Instead it filled her heart with a sense of need. A need to be there for Jack. To protect and nurture him.
“Miss Lissa, did you stick your tongue in my daddy's mouth?”
“What?” She couldn't believe what she'd just heard.
“Jack!” Derek snapped.
Jack leaned forward to see his dad. “I just wanted to know, dad.” He leaned back and asked, “Well, did you?”
Lissa sat forward and turned the radio on. She looked to Derek; his face was as red as hers probably was. He mouthed thank you and she nodded back to him.
Jack crossed his little arms over his chest and pouted. “It's not fair. Grown-ups don't have to answer questions, but I have to whether I want to or not.” He looked out the window.
She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. The poor kid needed to be hugged. It wasn't even a thought. It was more of an instinct. She felt herself wanting to say I love you to him, which was insane. How could she love a child she'd only met twice? Maybe it was just because of what he'd been through. Losing your mother at such a tender age must have been devastating.
He hugged her back immediately. She loved the feel of him
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