“Logic doesn’t matter as much as emotion does, Bambina. You should know that more than most.” His lips brush my ear, heating my skin and making my pussy wet just like that.
I swallow hard as he rubs up my hip. “Are you worried about her being here?”
“Not as much,” I mumble.
“Worried about anything?”
“Yes.” I gasp as his fingers trail across the top of my panties. They come to a stop, and I look up at him. He arches an eyebrow. Trying to find words when he’s touching me is next to impossible. “I … Gunner said he met with Dad today. I want to know about that conversation.”
“Then let’s find out.”
“Without Mom here?”
“Oh, you’re so cheeky.” She giggles.
Roman rolls his eyes and pats my pussy through my panties. “I’ll take care of it.”
“She’s a sleepy drunk. She’ll hit the wall soon.”
“I’m not patient.” He walks into the other room.
“Ooh, two for me? I like that.”
“Oh, Mom.” I cover my face and slide down behind the counter. I don’t want to even think that she knows about that.
I’m no prude, but that’s my mom! I don’t want to think about her having sex with anyone, not even my dad, let alone the guys I’ve actually slept with. I know they’re older; I know that they’re closer to her age than mine, but come on. I just got over the age factor and felt comfortable with everything, and now she’s rocking the boat … or destroying it.
Holden slides down next to me. Before I can say anything, he puts his finger to his lips. I want to get a look at what’s going on, but I hear my mom giggle to my right. Holden drags me against him, and we scoot around the side of the island like we’re kids hiding cookies.
I almost giggle.
“Where did my little Sophie run off to? Lady Bug!” She yells.
I bite my lip and cover Holden’s mouth so he doesn’t give us away.
Roman chuckles. “It’s been a long day. I’m sure she’s up in bed already.”
“She’s so responsible. I can’t believe I raised such a good kid. Good work ethic, kind, compassionate. I’m so proud of her.” Mom gushes.
“You should tell her sometime.”
“I will!” But then Mom drops her voice. “But I’d rather whisper dirty things in your ear. Bring it down here.”
“As tempted as I am, Miss Lane.”
“Diana.”
“Diana.” His voice can turn any name into a song. “We abide by guy code.”
I arch an eyebrow at Holden, and he shrugs slightly before squeezing me close and nuzzling my neck. Roman continues. “Guy code means that none of us can even look at you too long since you’re our friend’s ex-wife. And, not to meddle or anything, but I know that Miles hasn’t looked at another woman the way he looks at you.”
“Really?”
“I saw it in the hospital myself.”
That crafty bastard. I shake my head, and Holden turns me to kiss me softly. How long has it been since he and I kissed? Too long if I’m struggling to remember. I kiss him back and almost jump and give us away when something clatters on the counter.
Holden chuckles softly and pulls me back. I can’t resist. It’s a game to avoid getting caught that makes me feel wild and dangerous all at once. I kiss him again, licking into his mouth as we both struggle to stay quiet. I knot my fingers in his shirt and mold my mouth to his as he licks across my lips.