between us goes? Nope.
Because in just a short amount of time, I’ve become addicted to Walker Meyer.
“I have an idea,” he says, coming up behind me, as I put away the few groceries I picked up.
“What’s that?” I ask, trying to play it cool, even though my body is on fire. His hands rest on my hips, his chest pressed gently to my back, and his strong jaw angles right over my shoulder.
“How about I order pizza tonight, so we don’t have to cook while putting together your bed?” His warm breath fans across my cheek.
“You don’t have to do that,” I state, wanting to turn around. Wanting to throw my arms over his shoulders and press my chest to his. Wanting to climb on the counter and wrap my legs around him. Wanting all of that, but not giving in to the desire. Instead, I hold completely still.
“I want to. Lou’s eyes are already getting droopy. I think she’ll be out early tonight,” he whispers, his lips lingering so close to my ear. There’s a hint of something…dirty in his innocent statement, and my word, do I want to explore the dirty.
“I’m sure you have other things you needed to do today, Walker. You hadn’t planned on spending the entire day with us.”
“No, maybe not, but this was way better than anything I might have done today. Besides, I can mow and shop and do chores on Tuesday when I’m off,” he says, resting his chin on my shoulder. “I like spending the time with you.”
I exhale, not realizing I was holding my breath. “I like spending time with you too.”
He kisses my shoulder, my skin’s sad there’s material between us, and says, “Okay. I’m gonna order a pizza. What do you like on it?”
“Anything. Get what you like.”
“No, that’s not what I asked. What do you like on it?”
I can’t help but grin. How long has it been since someone asked me what I wanted on pizza? Years, I think. Devon hated mushrooms, didn’t want them on a pizza, even just half. He swore the juices tainted the whole thing, so I got in a habit of getting what he liked. The last pizza I ordered for just me and Lizzie was cheese, because it was cheaper, but also because it was just easier than to pick off what Lizzie won’t eat.
“I like sausage and mushrooms,” I tell him, my voice soft and hesitant.
“Yeah? Me too. That’s my favorite,” he says, the smile evident in his voice. “What about Lou?”
“She doesn’t like mushrooms, but I can pick those off.”
“I’ll get part of it without the mushrooms then,” he states, stepping back and severing our connection.
I glance over my shoulder. “You don’t have to do that. I’m sure it’s easier to get the whole pizza one way.”
He just gives me a cocky, crooked grin. “I got this, Mal. Don’t worry about a thing.”
***
After we ate the pizza—with one quarter of it without mushrooms—Walker starts to set up the bedframe. “Where do you want the head?” he asks, glancing around the mostly empty room.
I just started to fill the bathtub for Lizzie, and poked my head inside the room. “Umm, maybe there?” I reply, pointing to the far wall without the window.
“Doesn’t that butt up against your neighbors?” he asks, arching an eyebrow and giving me a slow, sexy smile.
“Oh. Yeah. That might be a bad idea.”
“How about this one? It’s an inside wall, so you might not feel like you’re a third wheel in their all-night sex-athons.”
I can’t help but giggle. “Definitely. If it’s that loud in the living room, can you imagine what it’s going to be like in here?” I ask, suddenly wondering if moving into my bedroom is the best idea.
“We’ll invest in earplugs,” he quips, sliding two pieces of the frame together and locking them in place.
We’ll.
“Mommy, I weady!” Lizzie hollers before streaking from her bedroom completely naked, her giggles trailing behind her.
“We have company, Lizzie. You can’t run around naked,” I state, taking off after her, and unable to hide my smile.
She giggles loudly in reply and waits for my help to jump in the tub. She uses cups to douse herself in water, helping me rinse the suds away as I go. Lizzie yawns once, so I decide to pull the plug and not let her have the usual extra time to play in the water. She doesn’t seem to mind, though. I help her out, dry her off, and wrap a towel