come to dinner Friday night and maybe sleep in my guest room? I don’t want him to feel like I don’t want him around. If we’re going to date , then he should be included. Maybe it will convince him that dating is okay. And I’ll be careful not to get his hopes up about me staying forever.”
Gower raised his head and met her sincere gaze. “Sounds great—sort of. What about his father’s hopes? Can he get his up about staying forever? I can’t even bring myself to get off you.”
Melina laughed. “Depends on what else his father can get up, I suppose. I have some pretty high hopes myself. I’m starting to think you being younger might be a good thing after all.”
“Use me for sex. Go ahead. I dare you,” Gower declared.
His laughter on top of her only made her like him more. “Get off me and go get our sandwiches. I’m starving… and I want food too.”
Gower grinned as he slid from her arms. “Gotta love an honest woman,” he said, hoping his innuendo was planting a seed that would soon take root and grow.
Chapter 10
Unconsciousness had taken over somewhere around one in the morning, but it still surprised him when he looked at Melina’s bedside clock and saw it was after nine. He never slept this late.
Groggy still, Gower climbed from bed and headed to the bathroom. He heard the TV and voices in the living room, but the call of nature was more compelling than his curiosity.
His legs were rubbery with exertion. His hips were tight. The woman he was sleeping with was a hard workout for him in nearly every way. Thank God he was in as good a shape as she was.
He wandered back to the bedroom and pulled his jeans over protesting muscles. His physical soreness made him grin.
Heading shirtless to the living room, he saw Dillon all but sitting in Melina’s lap. She leaned tiredly against the couch, her arm around his son who leaned against her side. She didn’t look real comfortable, but she was making an effort to be kind which made it count even more.
She looked like warmed over hell as much as he did, and it make him happy. Her unbrushed, messy hair from his fierce grip in it the night before made his heart thump. He’d held her in place by it to truly do what he wanted. She had sizzled and let him. It was a turn-on to see a reminder this morning and a heart-stopping moment at the same time.
Gower rubbed his chest, grinning at the tightness there. He was in love… with Gunny Angel. No one was ever going to believe how naturally it had all fallen into place. Next time he saw his old team, he was going to catch so much shit… and probably a damn black eye when fucking Chris found out he’d crossed territorial lines. SEALs normally didn’t do such things, but then he wasn’t a SEAL anymore. And Melina had drawn a different line before he’d come along.
He grinned because she was worth every bit of trouble anyway. It was his grin Melina saw when her gaze moved from the TV to where he stood. He watched her eyes glaze over as they noticed his shirtless state. She immediately closed them to block out the sight. He suddenly remembered her tongue running over his chest last night. Damn… he had to stop thinking about sex with the woman before he gave his son an education he was way too young for.
“Good morning,” he said, walking to sit on the other side of his child.
“Morning,” Melina said in return, meeting his gaze over Dillon’s head. “We’re watching cartoons. Dillon is trying to come up with a proper superhero name for me.”
“Wonder Woman fits perfectly,” Gower declared.
Her blush made him grin again. Dillon’s hand smacking his leg interrupted his enjoyment.
“No, Dad. Gunny Angel doesn’t like to wear bathing suits with tights. She told me. It has to be a cool name. Something different.”
“Okay,” Gower replied. “I’ll keep that in mind before I suggest anything else.”
“Thank you,” Dillon said. “We’re watching shows for inspir… what was that
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