THE BENNETTS' CHRISTMAS (The Bennett Family and the Masters Family #6) - Brenda Jackson Page 0,99
me know you are ready for me.”
She could believe that. That’s one thing she enjoyed about being with Parker. He encouraged her to tell him what she liked, in explicit terms. And he’d do the same.
“You don’t deny it?” he asked.
She shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m not denying anything. I love watching you strip naked.”
“Baby, you don’t have to pretend to be asleep to watch me strip. I’ll shed my clothes for you anytime.”
And then he was kissing her again as he moved over her. There was no need to remove her clothes since he knew she was already naked.
“We only have two nights to be together like this, Parker,” she said, when he released her mouth. “I’m going to miss having you all to myself when Monica gets back.”
He didn’t say anything, but just leaned in and greedily took her mouth yet again.
Parker glanced across the dinner table at Sebrina and grinned. “You’ve been holding back, Sebrina. This meal is delicious.”
He loved how she beamed at his compliment. Her smile was what had captivated him from the first time he’d seen her, and it still did. Every time she showed those gorgeous dimples, he was a goner. He had dimples and she had dimples. That meant that more than likely, their babies would have dimples.
Babies? Yes, his inner self responded. This is the woman you want to marry and be the mother of your babies. You love her, so naturally you’d think of a future with her.
“I would never hold anything back from you, Parker,” she said, breaking into his thoughts. “I told you early on that I could cook, I just don’t have a lot of time to do it, nor do I love it the way you do. You couldn’t be Idella Bennett’s grand or great-grand without knowing how to do a lot more than boil water.”
“I believe it,” he said, licking his lips. “I love getting those free meals at Rae’jean and Ryan’s place. She can throw down, but this food proves you can, too.”
He took another bite of the baked chicken—it was melt-in-your-mouth good. Their eyes met, and already, they were getting aroused all over again. And they had already spent more than an hour in bed. She had finally admitted that she’d taken the next two days off work. He was happy about that, but he saw no reason for them to end their affair just because her sister was returning.
That was what he needed to talk to her about but wanted to choose the right time. He knew how she felt about ending things but hoped she would see things his way after their talk. “How is Mr. Fletcher doing, Sebrina?”
Usually they didn’t talk about work, but he knew she was deeply concerned about one of her patients. She’d told him that Nathaniel Fletcher had a serious heart problem and had taken a turn for the worst a few days ago. He didn’t want to have surgery before the holidays, because the man believed they would be his last. However, if they didn’t do something soon, he wouldn’t make it to the holidays. And even if he did have the surgery, there was only a fifty-fifty chance he’d survive.
When she placed her fork down, he knew whatever she had to tell him was serious. “He needs to have that surgery, Parker. I know he’s looking forward to Christmas, but he might not last that long.”
“Have you told him?”
“Yes, I told him this morning before leaving the hospital. This is his second confinement in three weeks, and he has decisions to make. I want him to be with his family for Christmas, too, because he’s right about it possibly being the last one that he’ll have with them. Each time he is confined, his condition has worsened. Heart surgery is risky at any age, but for an eighty-something-year old man, it’s even worse.”
“Who would be the surgeon on his case if he decides to go through with it?”
“Dr. Allen Bonner. He’s one of the best heart surgeons around. Mr. Fletcher would be in good hands, but I still worry.”
“But he’s in good hands as your patient, Sebrina. The man sings your praises.” When she lifted her brow, he added, “I knew you were concerned about him the other night, so I stopped in to check on him today. He’s spirited with plenty of spunk. If he was a few years younger, I’d be worried about competition.”