Page 35 of 27 Kisses

“I’ll be in my office.” I turn and head for my sanctuary before I do something drastic. My phone is already in my hand.

He answers on the first ring. “Sorry it’s taking so long?—”

“Aidyn.”

“What’s wrong, love?” He lowers his voice. “How can I help?”

“Tell me I’m pretty.”

He laughs, and the pieces of me that my mother shattered start to reassemble. “You’re very pretty—your eyes and those long-as-fuck lashes. But you’re also intelligent and caring, and let’s not forget, sexy as fuck.”

I drink in the words. The sound of his voice. The fondness. The love. “I wish you were here.”

“I’m on my way. It’s only been…” He pauses. Is he checking his phone for the time? “Two hours since I left you.”

“Two hours with my mother.”

“Ouch. I’ll be right there. Lanie’s on the phone with her boyfriend. That’s part of the holdup.”

“Tell her Maple misses her.”

His deep chuckle heats the glass in my veins and stirs my cock. I shut my office door and lock it. “We’ll be there soon. Any chance we can sneak a few minutes alone?”

“I’d like that. What did you have in mind?” I push my hand against my cock. I feel like I could come just from the sound of his voice.

“It sounds like you still need convincing.”

“Convincing?”

“On how pretty you are. I have lots of thoughts. And I’d like to explore them one by one.”

“Naked?”

“That’s preferred, but honestly, Garrett, at this point I’d take making out with some over-the-clothes groping.”

“Agreed.” I listen to his breathing and what sounds like pans banging. “What are you doing?”

“Bringing a red velvet cake. Cake always makes everything better.”

“God, I fucking love you.”

This chuckle goes straight to my balls. “Same, darlin’.”

The call ends, and I pace the floor of my office. It’ll be at least thirty another minutes, and my cock is still throbbing from Aidyn’s sexy voice in my ear. Maybe I should jerk off in the shower so I don’t jump him the moment he arrives. My cock likes that idea. A lot.

I just have to make it from my office to my room. I listen at the door. Nothing. Pulling it open, I rush out—right into my sister.

“Watch where you’re going, Garrett.” Jane shakes my hands off her shoulders and steps back. “In a hurry?”

“No.” I sound like a petulant child, and her lips quirk up. “What are you doing here, Jane?”

“Mom called me. Said we’re decorating for Christmas.”

Mom. It reminds me we had vastly different upbringings, even though we were all in the same house. Jane was the baby. The favorite. Not that I cared about any of that. I clear my throat, not sure how she’s going to react. “Aidyn and Lanie are coming over.”

The smile drops from her face. Then reappears. This time, it looks forced. “Great.”

I glance toward the living room. “Is that…okay?”