Maggie.
âAh.â
While Maggie carefully tucked the lettuce into the kangaroo pocket of her sweater and Ryan wiped his hands on his jeans, Tina glanced around the living room.
âI knew the walls wouldnât be pink anymore.â
âFirst thing I changed after we bought the place.â
âWhat an improvement. I like that shade of green.â
She pulled a spike of hair through her fingers, then fiddled with another, and Ryan could see that she was as uncomfortable as he was. For some reason, that only made him want her more.
Neither of them spoke until Maggie pulled on Tinaâs sleeve. âDonât you want to take off your coat?â
âI canât stay long.â
That jibed perfectly with Ryanâs plans, but he helped her out of her coat and hung it up anyway. âHowâs G. G. doing?â
âWe saw Dr. Dove today.â She bit on her lip again. âHe says sheâs doing too much and should cut back, even with the physical therapy. He also wants her to follow up with her surgeon in Seattle, too, but she refuses to go all the way back there. She got Dr. Dove to call the surgeon and ask for the name of a doctor she could see in Anacortes. As soon as he calls with the information, Iâll schedule an appointment.â
Ryan studied his daughter, whose face had lost all traces of excitement. Not wanting her to worry, he ruffled her hair. âG. G.âll be all right, Sunshine. Sometimes it just takes a while.â
Tina nodded at Maggie and her face brightened.
âSheâs in bed now, but she promised to call if she needs help,â Tina said. âHow was your day, sweetie?â
âAwesome. We bought Samâs present. Câmon, Iâll show you. But itâs a surprise and you canât tell, okay?â
Tinaâs mouth twitched. âGirl Scoutsâ honor.â
âWeâre keeping it in Daddyâs study. This way.â
Ryanâs daughter scampered ahead, leading Tina into a small room across from the powder room. Ryan followed.
Maggie opened the closet and took out the shopping bag. âItâs a My Little Pony purse!â
To Tinaâs credit, she managed to look impressed. âI love it.â
His daughter broke into a grin. âMe, too. See Daddy, I told you! Girls like stuff like this. Heâs gonna let me wrap it all by myself, arenât you?â
Ryan nodded. Time to show Tina the hamster and get her out of here. He opened his mouth, but Maggie spoke first.
âLook, Daddy!â She pulled out a bag full of jawbreakers. âWe bought these at the store today. We forgot!â She chose one for herself, then held out the sack. âWant one?â
Tina shrugged. âSure. Thanks.â
The cellophane crinkled as she unwrapped her candy. Ryan took one, too. Sounds of pleasure issued from Tinaâs throat and her mouth made soft sucking sounds. From there, it didnât take much to imagine that mouth on him.
Did she have any idea what she was doing to him? Fortunately, Tinaâs attention was on Maggie.
âLetâs go feed Eggwhite his lettuce,â Maggie said, tugging Tinaâs hand. âYou stay downstairs, Daddy.â
Badly in need of space and a bit of time to corral his raging lust, Ryan didnât argue.
Giggling, Maggie pulled Tina toward the stairs.
As much as Ryan loved to hear that bubbling sound, the present cause of it bothered him. He watched them climb the stairs, his gaze drawn again to Tinaâs backside. She was wearing a hip-length maroon sweater and snug-fitting jeans.
Ryanâs own jeans grew uncomfortably tight as he imagined placing his hands on her behind and pulling her against his body. Catching himself, he scowled. Enough. He headed for the sofa to read his paper.
But as he sank onto the cushions, Maggie shrieked, sounding extremely upset. Ryan dropped the newspaper, jumped up, and ran for the stairs.
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