I watched as a light hit her eyes that I haven’t been graced with yet. “You really don’t have to do that, Gage.”
“Baby girl, my woman doesn’t slave in front of a hot stove and clean up. I’m not built that way.”
The moment she bit her bottom lip, it took everything in me to not lean down, capture that lip with my teeth and kiss the fuck out of her. “Your woman?”
“Just stating facts, Baby girl.” I knew she wasn’t ready for all I wanted with her. But she would be, oh yes, she would.
After I finished washing the dishes and cleaning up, Conleigh had just walked back into the kitchen after she put Collins to bed.
“Leaving this here. Y’all need me, you call.” I tapped the card I had laid down on her counter.
She had looked at me with want in her eyes at dinner, but now? Now, I couldn’t figure out what she had in her eyes. It almost felt as if she had closed down on me. Her shoulders had dropped. “Okay, Gage. Thank you.”
Nodding, “Walk me out?”
The moment she nodded, I walked to the front door as I said, “Thanks for inviting me to dinner. It was really good.”
Ever so softly, she said, “It was my pleasure.”
Leaning forward, I placed a kiss on her forehead and whispered, “Night, Baby girl.”
And with that, I walked across her yard and into mine, though not before I said over my shoulder, “Lock that door, Conleigh.”
Grinning at her growl, I smiled all the way into my house.
That night in bed, I dreamt of her as I jacked off. However, I knew that before long, my dick wasn’t going to be happy with my hand.
Not when what it wanted was less than a hundred feet away.