was like being struck by lightning.
But she was his boss, and she needed to pull herself together. Doing her best, she
went inside. Addison and her friend Kaitlyn were convincing Ronnie to call in pizza
for them so Kayla went through the mail. Once the pizzas were ordered, the girls went
into the living room to pick a movie and Ronnie came into the kitchen. He pulled out
a couple of two-liter bottles of soda from the pantry as well as several cups out
of a cabinet.
She could feel his eyes on her as he made himself at home in her kitchen.
Mmm… Just breathe.
After finishing up with the mail, Kayla headed into the laundry room. She could hear
the girls down the hallway laughing and talking. She made her way over to the counter,
where Ronnie had in fact laid out her
more delicate items.
She picked up a pair of panties and then a second pair.
“Those are my favorites,” he said from right behind her.
She whirled around and put her hands, still holding the panties, behind her back.
Jeez, he looked so good… And that
grin
.
“Of course, I haven’t seen the ones you’re wearing right now,” he said, his grin widening.
If she were younger, skinnier and didn’t have a houseful of giggling teenage girls,
she might have said what she was thinking just to shock the hell out of him.
What had happened to the serious man from two weeks ago? This flirtatious Ronnie was
damn near irresistible.
Leaning in, he whispered, “Say it. Whatever it is that’s making those brown eyes twinkle…say
it.”
She studied him for a minute. His brown hair had grown out a little over the past
couple of weeks. It was starting to curl. And his blue eyes… A woman could get lost
in them. He wore a grin that could make a saint into a sinner and enough of a five
o’clock shadow to completely turn her belly into a tingly mass of excitement.
He moved closer to her, caging her in.
“How do you know I’m wearing
any
right now?” she replied with all the daring she could muster.
Placing his hands on either side of her, leaning his weight against the counter behind
her, effectively trapping her between his arms, he put his lips a mere whisper from
her own. “Then I take back what I said earlier. The ones you have on
now
are my favorites.”
“Mom! Where are you?” Addison yelled from the kitchen.
Kayla couldn’t help but laugh right along with Ronnie when they both jumped at Addie’s
question.
“You are lucky your kid has such good timing. Didn’t anyone tell you not to feed wild
animals?” he said quietly, backing away from her. “We’re in here, Addie,” he said
more loudly.
Ronnie stayed long enough to eat a slice of pizza and ensure the girls were engrossed
in their movie before he left. Then Kayla went upstairs to her room.
Alone.
They weren’t dating or sleeping together. They were just looking and flirting, but
damn if Ronnie didn’t bring out something wild in her. His grin, his good looks and
his way with words were the only seduction techniques he needed to get a woman into
his bed.
So why was he messing with her?
Probably because over the past couple of weeks she’d been constantly calling and asking
him to pick up Addie, to pick up something from the store, to take Addie to the football
game, to pay a bill she’d forgotten about, to watch Addie and her friends while she
was the only one at the office on a Saturday morning. Kayla was effectively eating
up every spare minute of the man’s time. He very well might have cancelled a date
to take Addie to the football game tonight.
That was the only thing that made sense. Men like him didn’t date women like her.
She wasn’t majorly overweight but she had
curves
—an extra twenty or thirty pounds worth at least. Men as good-looking as Ronnie dated
skinny young girls with big boobs who giggled a lot and carried tiny dogs stuffed
into oversize bags. They didn’t hook up with an overweight,
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