and not making the otters actually do yoga.”
“Right,” he said with a chuckle. “She also does cat yoga in her studio downtown. “
“People keep telling me I should do yoga,” Jill said.
“Yeah? Why is that?”
“I’m a workaholic. I don’t really take time to take care of myself and I can be a little…tense about things.”
“I’m sure Paige would love to have you come to class.”
Jill sat down on the top step of the porch and pulled a sock and boot on and started to lace them up. “Yeah, I’m not going to do that.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t do very well with things that go according to a schedule.”
Zeke shook his head. He wanted to keep talking to her for hours. He also thought she was maybe a little nutty. And he definitely wanted to bend her over his couch now that he’d mentioned it.
He couldn’t explain it entirely. He figured it had something to do with the fact that this woman’s mouth around his cock last night had been one of the best things he’d ever felt in his life and that watching her ride him cowgirl had been like an erotic movie come to life.
He hadn’t realized he was quite that easy for sex. Well, that wasn’t true, he knew he was pretty easy for sex. But the idea of spending the entire day with this woman was looking like more and more fun. And in spite of having some pretty great sex in the past he couldn’t remember the last time he’d wanted to spend the entire next day with the woman he’d taken to bed the night before.
“So timelines are trouble for you?” he asked. “Schedules, expiration dates, things like that just in general?”
She slid her other foot into a sock and boot. “Definitely.”
“You can’t just put notifications for appointments and stuff on the calendar in your phone?”
He wasn’t judging. He actually ran his business according to a schedule, having start and end dates for projects, but outside of that he wasn’t a huge fan of schedules and having to be certain places at certain times. He lived on the bayou and owned his own business so he didn’t really have to worry about a hectic schedule.
Jill tied the boot and looked up at him. “Sure, I put things in my calendar on my phone. And then I leave my phone laying on my desk three rooms away and it doesn’t really help.”
They were talking about sandwiches and the fact that she didn’t like schedules and timelines. Why was that so damned adorable?
She lifted a foot turning it back and forth to show off the boots. “They are a little big. But they will totally work. Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
“How did you know about putting socks on to make them fit better?”
“Growing up I borrowed boots and shoes from all of my older cousins and brothers and always needed to wear extra socks.”
Both of her eyebrows went up. “There are bigger men than you down here?”
He narrowed his eyes playfully. “Not anymore. I caught up and shot past most of them. I’ve even got half an inch on my twin brother.”
Now, her eyes widened under those arched brows. “You have a twin?”
His eyes narrowed further and he wasn’t as playful when he said, “Not that it matters.”
“Who says it doesn’t matter?”
“My brother and I aren’t into sharing.”
He and Zander had never been with the same woman at the same time, nor could he imagine them ever doing that. They both tended to be pretty possessive. Not when it came to ball gloves and trucks and sweatshirts maybe, but definitely when it came to women.
But they had been out with the same woman at different times. Autre was just too small to never date a friend or brother’s ex. As long as it was cool with everyone, it was fine. After all, just because you took the girl to prom when you were seventeen didn’t mean she could never date another guy you hung out with. If that was the case, no one in Autre would ever date anyone else from Autre after about age fourteen.
But there was no way any other guy in Autre was touching Jill.
The thought was sudden and shocking.
But Zeke felt a powerful surge of possessiveness when thinking about Jill being with any other guy. Not just his brother, but any other guy.
He was going to ruin dating for her in this town. And he’d just met her. That was really a dick move on his