Aly dropped her head again. She sighed loudly, and her body sagged a bit. She tilted her head slightly so she was looking at the ruined dinner.
“Chinese sound good?” Will asked. When Aly didn’t respond, he tried again. “Mexican, Thai, Greek? What does my girl want?”
She looked back to him, her gray eyes stormy, and said, “I ruined dinner and almost set your house on fire, and now you’re offering to buy me food? How are you so perfect?”
He chuckled. “Baby, I’m the guy who doesn’t know how to jump a car, remember?”
“You could figure it out.” She toyed with a button on his black and white plaid shirt.
He grabbed her soft thighs, scooping her up and making her yelp. His girl wasn’t a waif of a woman, but she had to get over the idea that she didn’t belong in his arms. Because she definitely did. After a few seconds of hesitation, she wrapped her legs around him, making his dick jump in his jeans. God, he’d love to strip her down and remind her of exactly how good they were together. Since that wasn’t an option at this moment, he’d have to use words. He spun and set her on the island so their foreheads were touching. Every one of her exhales kissed his lips.
“You know what I think, Al?”
She shook her head before wetting her lips, and more of his blood beelined south. This woman was going to be the death of him.
“I’m not perfect. Ask my brothers. They’d be happy to give you a long list of my faults.” He pulled her closer, locking her tight to him. “But we fit perfectly together.”
She shifted, and her core pressed against his cock. The appendage was standing up and taking notice of how close it rested to its favorite place in the world.
“I know we’re good at sex, but Andy’s in the other room.” Aly sighed.
He chuckled. “I meant we work together, complement each other. And what I really want to do is eat takeout and have my very talented girlfriend show me the design for the kitchen. Then I want to take her upstairs and spend the night making her body vibrate with pleasure as she moans my name.”
Her eyes darkened with passion, and she swallowed. “My computer is upstairs and so are the mocks I brought home.”
“Then be a good girl and get them.” He pulled her close and gave her one more lingering kiss before he set her back on the ground.
Her eyes landed on the dish of enchiladas, and her mouth turned down again.
“I’ll take care of that. Get moving.” As she turned to leave the room, he gave her ass a quick swat. In response, she froze, making Will wonder if she took offense to the playful slap.
But instead of anger, when she turned to look over her shoulder at him, her face was alight with a sensual smile. “Maybe try that again later.”
He groaned. “You’re killing me, woman.”
Once her gorgeous ass disappeared through the doorway, Will grabbed a potholder and dumped the burned dinner down the garbage disposal. He cracked the window over the sink before heading to the fridge and pulling out the bowl of pineapple.
In the family room, Andy sat on the sofa, half watching TV and half pouting.
“This will hold you over until we get dinner.” Will held the bowl out, but the kid just glared.
“She burned the food, but I’m the one who got yelled at.” He crossed his arms over his chest and slumped into the sectional.
“She was about to cry, and you were being a dick.” Will placed the bowl on the coffee table. “When you lose a relay race at a meet, it’s usually obvious which of your teammates was the slowest, right?”
“Yeah,” he huffed.
“Do you tell him he sucked as soon as he gets out of the water?”
“No.” Andy’s head snapped up to look at him. “Why would I do that?”
“Exactly. Life with a family is like a relay. Everyone in the house takes turns carrying the team. When they have a bad lap, you don’t tell them they suck and make them feel worse.”
The boy cocked his head to the side as he considered the words, but before he could answer, Aly came down the stairs with her arms full.
Andy watched his sister for several seconds, his shoulders tight. “Sorry I made you feel like the weak link of our life relay. You don’t actually suck ateverything.”
Will slammed his eyes shut and dropped his head. He’d work with the kid on tact next.