Hott and Handled (The Hott Brothers #3) - Leah Sharelle Page 0,13

there is the fact that I run a seven day a week business. Financially we are worlds apart, I am divorced with a fourteen-year-old son and—” Farron ticked off her one more finger with a flourish, “ I am older than you! It would be inappropriate for us to do anything with each other.”

“I don’t think a four year age gap makes you a cougar Farron,” I muttered dryly. All her points sucked balls, there was nothing that couldn’t be overcome. Her being a mum didn’t faze me in the least, I was looking forward to getting to know her kid and bringing him into the fold with Drixx, Noxx and Daxx.

“Nixx are you listening to me? We will not work!”

“Why not?” I asked calmly, unconcerned at her vehement declaration. Somehow knowing that Farron was scared, but not uninterested. I felt her attraction to me all the way down to my size eleven boots.

“Oh, my giddy aunt,” she mumbled, dropping her face to her hands; she shook it, then sucked in a deep breath and faced me slowly.

“I had a horrible one-sided marriage. We only married because he knocked me up, we only stayed together because he didn’t believe in spousal or child support. I spent nine years in a marriage where I didn’t ever hear him call me an endearment, he never held my hand. Christ, I have never had an orgasm that didn’t come from my own hand, and even they were nothing exciting.”

“I am not the woman for you Nixx. You need to find someone younger, with less baggage, financial and emotional. Have kids with someone who is sexually capable of giving you what you need.” Farron stared at me, her brown eyes sad and resigned, her breathing coming out in uncontrollable pants due to her outburst.

Without taking my eyes off her, I resisted the urge to wrap my hands around her slender throat for the shit that she just spewed at me. Instead, I downed the last of my coffee, popped the last bite of pizza into my mouth and chewed while watching her in silence.

If there was one thing I excelled at, it was reading a person. And Ms Farron Hill was an open book in my reasoning. Her fuckwit ex was exactly that—a fuckwit. Mistreating this beautiful creature was his first mistake; letting her walk out of his life was his second but it was my reward. Farron and Dillion were mine, if she needed time to come to terms with that, then fine. No problems.

A pink flush appeared on her cheeks, and her cute ample bottom squirmed on the tailgate as she watched me watch her.

“I will be back here tomorrow around lunchtime to fix your shed. I wouldn’t mind a few more of these tasty delights if that’s okay,” I said, handing her my mug, and tugging my cap out of my back pocket and slamming it down on my head.

“What?”

“It needs some working on it, locks for one and a decent door. Anyone can sneak in and nick one or all of your trailers.” Deliberately misunderstanding what she meant when she asked me what.

“Nixx, did you not hear me? I just told you why—”

And just like that, some of my well known and practiced patience snapped. Taking two quick strides, I pushed myself between her dangling legs, with the cups in her hands, she had no way of pushing me away unless she spilt the drink in her mug over me. Closing in, I leaned down, and with my nose touching hers, I smelt the fragrant coffee on her breath.

“Oh, don’t worry Farron, I heard what you told me. I just don’t give a fuck about any of it. You need time, I can give you that. You want to come up with excuses, then knock yourself out beautiful. But be assured, I will not take no for an answer.”

Her lips were so close if I closed my eyes, I could imagine what they would taste like, but I didn’t want to close my eyes and risk losing even a second of seeing her gorgeous, brown eyes.

That was how obsessed I was with her.

Allowing myself just one touch, I ran my nose down the length of hers then back up again. Kissing her was going to have to wait until she was in the right place to give it, taking it wouldn’t do.

She had to give it willingly or not at all.

Her intake of breath and the shudder I felt running