Teddy Spenser Isn't Looking for Love - Kim Fielding Page 0,88
some time ago to watch Teddy at work, stood up and stretched, making Teddy’s mouth water. All that wonderful man—and he was Teddy’s.
“You’re good,” Romeo said, grinning.
“You’re just now figuring that out?”
Romeo took Teddy into his arms and nibbled lightly on an earlobe, reminding Teddy of all the beautifully wicked things that mouth could do. “You’re very good,” Romeo purred.
“Dinner reservations?” Teddy reminded him, although honestly he wouldn’t mind a very different sort of meal.
Somewhat disappointingly, Romeo decided to be responsible. He dropped a kiss on Teddy’s head and pulled away. “Yeah, don’t wanna be late.”
“Well then, we’d better head home and change into our fancy pants.”
Darkness had fallen and the outdoor temperatures were plummeting, but it would only be a short walk to their apartment. Now that the store was making a decent profit, Teddy and Romeo had been talking about a bigger place. One with enough space for the nieces to have occasional overnight visits and for Romeo’s entire family to join them for some Sunday dinners. Not that Mama’s dinners weren’t wonderful, but the poor woman worked really hard and deserved a weekend break now and then. Teddy would miss the little studio apartment, even though he looked forward to having a whole new space to decorate.
With Romeo standing close and blocking some of the wind, Teddy locked the shop door. “All good and ready to go?” Romeo asked.
Teddy peered at the window display, which he would need to change in the morning. It currently had a Valentine’s Day theme, with red and pink clothing on the mannequins and giant reproductions of the type of cards that schoolchildren used to exchange fifty years ago, complete with corny puns. Then he glanced up at the store sign, unlit but still visible in the glow of the streetlamp. Spenser’s Love it read, with a heart in place of the O.
He smiled. “All good and ready to go.”
Gloved hand in gloved hand, Teddy and Romeo headed for home.
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