Hott and Handled (The Hott Brothers #3) - Leah Sharelle Page 0,27
whispered, making the decision right at that moment to jump in with both feet, praying I was making the right choice for not only me but for my son as well.
FENIXX
“Farron took the night off from the restaurant to get away from work, and you bring pizza for tea fuckhead,” I drawled, shaking my head at my brother as he hoed into another slice of wood-fired pizza from Farron’s place. The idiot smiled through his mouthful, unrepentant and smug.
“You didn’t specify what you wanted us to bring, cock-wit. Next time more information or go get it yourself, you lazy arse—”
Makena reached out and slapped her husband on the back of the head, making me laugh and Farron giggle.
Our time today was mostly spent outside strolling the property, showing Farron and Dillion around, introducing them to the Triple H workers and generally getting to know each other. She was coming around, her walls were still there, but the more we talked today, the more she was letting me in. Just her letting me hold her hand while we walked and talked gave me hope that she was giving me a chance. I had not made an attempt to kiss her again, although I really wanted to after Farron planted that kiss on me in the golf buggy, I had learned a few things about the intriguing Ms Hill, other than that she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, ever.
Farron was scared. Scared of letting me close, scared of showing her true self to me and the risk of being rejected.
Like that would ever fucking happen.
The word skittish came to mind over and over whenever I thought of my stunning brunette. Going at her like a bull at a gate would serve no purpose no matter how bad I wanted to lay her out on my bed and worship her curves with my tongue.
“Would you two please act your age,” Makena reprimanded both Noxx and me in a tone she usually used on Daxx when he was acting up. “And mind your language, Daxx has hero-worship when it comes to his dad and uncles. He copies just about everything you say and do, not to mention Onyxx is six months old now, and if her first word has the words cock or dick associated with it, there will be pain for both of you,” Makena lectured, holding her and Lenoxx’s baby girl on her lap.
“What about Hendrixx?” Noxx complained, “He swears more than Nixx and I put together.”
“You are such a child. How you are a CEO astounds me, brother.”
“Says the man who rips his shirt sleeves off whenever he buys a new shirt. What are you a—”
“Nixx, please take your niece while I sort your brother out,” Makena interrupted, getting up and giving me the baby girl, then turning and grabbing Lenoxx by the hand and leading him away from the entertaining area with Noxx in tow.
“She is going to yell at him, isn’t she?” Farron asked, watching them walk off into the darkness.
“Most likely, then he will find a dark, secluded spot and have sex,” I answered absently as I stood Onyxx on her feet on my thighs and blew raspberries on her chubby belly. I had spent enough time over at Waterford Views to know exactly how one of Makena’s lectures to Noxx ends. For some reason, the man liked it when his wife got all bossy and authoritative. Sicko.
“She is adorable,” Farron commented, touching her fingers to my niece’s blonde curls.
“She is the most beautiful creature in the world, present company excepted,” I said, winking at my girls.
“You are good with her, most guys run a mile when they’re asked to hold a baby that isn’t theirs and some even then.”
Something in the way Farron phrased her comment had me thinking that Alec was behind her assumption. Good thing for Farron and me, I was nothing like him.
“Not me, baby. I can’t get enough of this little munchkin, her daddy and Uncle Drixx don’t make it easy to get in my cuddle time because they are baby hogs, but she loves her Uncle Fenny the best, don’t you baby doll?” I cooed, smacking a kiss to her fat cheek and receiving an excited shriek and a slap to my cheeks in return.
Farron laughed and leaned in closer to me and the baby, her head close to leaning on my shoulder.
“Uncle Fenny? Cuddle time? It sounds like this little female has you wrapped around