Page 56 of Nothing to This

Smirking, she was careful not to rub too hard.“It’s inappropriate for the CEO to wear young women’s kisses in the middle of the day.”

“Really?”he asked and slid his other hand onto her waist.“When is it appropriate for him to wear them?”

“At home,” she said.“At night.”

“She goes to bed kinda early.”

“Then, I guess you’re out of luck,” she said, tossing the napkin to the desk.

With a tighter grip, he pulled her closer.“Isn’t there some rule of substitutes in your apartment?”

One side of her mouth rose as her head tilted the other way.“Are you flirting with me, Mr.Dawes?”

“Greg,” Brenna declared.“Would you like a sandwich?Come and sit with me here on the couch.It seems polite for us to entertain ourselves with our backs to those two while they strut around each other.”

“We are not strutting,” she said, pushing away from JD, who pinched her, stealing her focus once more as she moved away from him.

It could’ve been her imagination, but it suddenly occurred to her that her hips moved with a little extra swagger.Did they?Why would she be doing that?

“Really?‘Cause I’m pretty sure the windows just steamed up,” Brenna said.“And why did we choose to come up here to eat?”

Greg sat beside Brenna on the couch, as he’d been directed to, so she went to the opposite couch and sat behind her daughter, monitoring both kids as they ate.

“Because Daddy has asked to eat lunch with the sprouts,” she said, opening Sky’s sandwich to put the lettuce back inside as the little one tried to push the salad off to the edge of the plate.

“Momma!”she whined.

Leaning back, she cleared her throat, and fixated on the other side of the room, over Brenna and Greg’s heads.

“Daddy likes his sandwich,” she said, projecting her voice, forcing JD’s attention from the papers on his desk.

“Huh?”JD asked.She eyed Sky, who was probably blinking at her father in wonder.“Oh, yeah.”Grabbing up the plate she’d put on his desk, he took a huge bite from his sandwich and made noises of delight, getting a laugh from her and the kids.“It’s amazing.Love it.”

Sky grabbed her sandwich and tried to take a bite as big as her father.Rubbing her back, she didn’t want their little one to choke.

“Take your time, sweetpea.”

JD came over and dropped onto the couch beside her, taking another bite.“Don’t eat too fast, I want the rest of yours,” he said around his food, making a show of leaning over Kye to examine his plate.“Leave that tomato, I want that.”

Wearing a grin, Kye grabbed the tomato and stuffed it into his mouth.JD made a sound of horror and Sky grabbed for her cherry tomato to eat it too.Caught up in the moment, she grabbed the cherry tomato from JD’s plate and sucked it between her lips.For a second, he just looked at her, stunned.The kids whooped and leaped up to climb onto the couch with their parents.

“Go, Mommy,” Sky said, stealing the other tomato from JD’s plate to put it in her mother’s mouth.

With half a pack of the fruit still in the store’s bag, they weren’t short of them.Still, the kids seemed determined to remove all from their father’s reach.

“Don’t choke Mommy before she’s signed the life insurance papers, guys,” JD said, patting her on the back.

She swallowed.“If Daddy dies, I get to run his empire until the babies come of age, right?”she asked and turned sultry eyes on Greg.“Want to get together later?”

“Yeah, funny,” JD said, sliding his hand into hers on the seat of the couch.“You pair get down and finish your food.Daddy has a meeting in an hour.My bank manager isn’t much of a picnic guy.”

“That isn’t what he told Rylee last week,” Brenna said, wiping her lower lip with a fingertip and bobbing her brows.

“He wasn’t serious about that,” she said, helping the kids settle at their food again.“And please remember my children are in the room?”

“Tom hit on you?”JD asked.

“Not really.He was being polite.”