Taking It Slow - Reese Knightley Page 0,35

was killing him to play it cool. Driving him insane, actually, but in a good way. Anticipation tightened his gut the closer he got to the sexy as all hell soldier.

Wearing camouflage pants, boots, and a tight t-shirt, Spencer was a walking wet dream.

“We need to pick up Wesley on the way,” Spencer said gruffly and slid into the passenger seat.

Liam couldn’t stop the soft chuckle. He slipped behind the wheel.

“And food.”

“And food.” Spencer snorted a half laugh. “That’s a given. Those kids eat more than a family of five.”

They made a quick stop at the grocery store, ran by and picked up Wesley, and they were home in no time.

Home. He hoped Spencer was starting to think of his house as home. Hell, Spencer stayed there more than he did at his own apartment with Dillon. If Spencer wasn’t there at his place, then he was out on a mission. Or that damned second job. He kept his mouth shut about that.

Parking the truck, Wesley jumped out and ran into the house.

“Groceries!” Spencer shouted after his brother, but he might as well have shouted to the wind. Wesley was gone that fast.

Liam chuckled and grabbed the bags. A muscled arm appeared and Spencer took half the load with a cocky smile.

Fuck, he’d die for that smile and those lips. Last two times he’d made a move, Spencer had cut off all contact with him each time. The soldier had put the brakes on so fast, he’d left his head spinning. Was it any wonder he was gun shy?

So, that left him waiting patiently for Spencer to make the next move, but other than a few long glances and that one kiss at the arcade, there had been nothing.

Sometimes, though, he could swear Spencer was flirting with him, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

He stepped inside with Spencer to a very noisy house. Setting the grocery bags on the counter, he leaned a hip on the counter and listened to the teenagers excitedly discuss a new movie release.

“Can we, Uncle Liam? Please?” Jessica rushed to him, her big eyes wide and pleading. The boys turned to him and Spencer expectantly.

“I can drive!” Adam said excitedly.

“No, you can’t.” The boy only had his learner’s permit.

Adam’s face fell.

“I can take them,” Anna said. He hadn’t heard her come into the kitchen. “There’s a show starting in twenty minutes.”

“Yes!” the twins squealed at the same time, causing Wesley to laugh.

Everyone in the kitchen suddenly turned to him and he chuckled. “Okay, I guess we can cook what we bought tomorrow night.”

“Woot!” Adam shouted along with Wesley. Jessica squeaked and hugged him tightly.

“That’s okay, yeah?” Wesley gazed worriedly at Spencer.

For some reason, Liam could imagine the wheels turning in Spencer’s head as he calculated how much the cost was for a movie and snacks.

“Here, take my movie card.” He tugged out his card and a credit card and handed it to Anna. “Make sure they get everything.”

Spencer slanted him a look.

“What? I get points for everything they buy,” he grinned.

Spencer laughed and ruffled Wesley’s hair. “Have fun.”

Wesley hugged his brother hard and rushed from the room with Adam and Jessica to get changed into something movie appropriate.

Spencer started taking groceries out of the bag and Liam stepped closer to help. It was a whirlwind of sound as the party left and when the door closed, silence dropped over the house.

Everything was quiet except for Liam’s head. He stood staring down at the brick of cheese for the nachos in his hand when it was suddenly plucked out of his grasp. He glanced up and Spencer smirked and tossed it into the fridge and snapped the door closed.

He smiled and turned to reach for the empty grocery bag when he was spun around and shoved back against the pantry door.

Spencer’s eyes glittered like ice chips and Liam widened his stance. His hands came up to grip Spencer’s waist and he moved in when their mouths crashed together. The kiss was rough, wet, and everything he wanted. He closed his open mouth over Spencer’s and reached around to cup the man’s ass and bring him closer.

Grinding their cocks together through tight jeans, Spencer panted into his mouth and then bit at his lips before tangling his tongue with his. Liam moaned and marauded Spencer’s mouth for several long minutes until Spencer jerked back with a gasping breath.

Chest heaving, Spencer placed his hands on the counter and stared down at the surface. Liam, struggling to catch