He turned on his side. I touched the top of his hair lightly before closing the door behind me.
Julie sat on the couch, clutching a glass of red wine. She stared into the small flames crackling in the fireplace. The loft was a big man cave, but with this beautiful woman on my couch, the fire, and the kid tucked in, I felt like I was living in a damn white-picket fence movie. It felt like a home.
“He’ll be out in five minutes.” I grabbed a goblet and poured a full glass. “That is one tired kid.”
“He loved watching you play. The whole thing.” Her feet were tucked under her. “He was mesmerized by everything.”
“What about you? Was that your first Sharks game?”
She nodded. “It was sort of amazing watching you out there.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t know about your little fan club.” She smirked slyly.
The wine tasted sweet. Not really my thing. “You saw them?”
“Who could miss those girls? Is it always like that?”
I thought I heard her voice change. She was jealous. “It’s the AFA. Women are part of it.”
“I see.”
I placed my glass on the table in front of me. It was there on my lips again—I wanted to tell her about Savannah’s assignment. I wanted her to know I took all of this seriously. Hell, I was trying to become a father. Something I never thought I wanted. And I sure as hell didn’t think I’d start with an eight-year-old.
But I couldn’t get her hopes up either. I had to wait until I had actual information to share with her. I changed the subject.
“I think you need to know what the ground rules are as long as you’re staying here, baby.”
Her eyes flared. “Excuse me?”
“I have rules.”
She laughed. “Let me guess. Do they involve handcuffs or blindfolds?”
Damn, my cock twitched. “No, but that can certainly be arranged.”
She hit me in the shoulder. “What are these rules, then?”
“Number one: when you’re here, you sleep in my bed. Number two: when in my bed, if I find a shred of clothes on you, I’m taking it off.” I saw her swallow hard. “Number three—”
“There’s more?”
I nodded. “Number three: I want you at all my games. Every single damn one. You understand?”
“Really?”
I chuckled. “You sound like Hunter.”
She blushed. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to say about any of this. It’s surreal. You. Me. Hunter.”
She didn’t know how fucking surreal it was. She had no damn clue.
“Number four: no other men.”
She blinked. “I’m not sleeping with anyone else, Hawk.”
“I didn’t say you are. But you won’t again.”
She gulped the wine. “And you?”
“Are you asking if any other women are going to be in that bed?”
She nodded slowly. “I saw them today. I couldn’t help but wonder. This is new. This is … what is this?”
“It’s us,” I answered.
“And the women?”
“Did you hear rules one through four?”
“Mmmhmm.”
I took the wine from her hands and placed it next to mine. The flames bounced off the glasses. I’d never promised a woman I’d be faithful. Shit, I never wanted to be. I liked to have my choices. I liked fucking who I wanted to when I wanted to.
But Julie had changed that. I hadn’t even explored half of what I could with her. Saying that to her was something different. I was scared as fuck.
“You need to hear me say it? You need me to tell you? Or is your pussy still swollen from this morning? Does your clit still feel where I kissed it? Are you still wet from when I fucked everything I had into you?”
She nodded, climbing into my lap. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”
Her legs straddled my waist. Her mouth landed on mine and she kissed me softly at first before her tongue took over. Fuck, this woman could kiss. And the things she could do with her tongue were pure sin.
“If there wasn’t a kid sleeping down the hall, I’d bend you over and fuck you in front of the fireplace and watch you come over and over as the flames ripped through you. But instead, I need you to go into my room and take off your clothes.”
I nudged her off of me. My cock was as solid as a rod of stone. I was sure the kid was asleep and he’d never hear us, but I couldn’t take that chance. The things I wanted to do to her needed to be done in the dark.
She rose from the couch, her eyes filled with lust. Her hands went to the edge of her shirt and she tugged until the fitted Sharks shirt was over her head. I stared at her breasts bobbing over the lacey bra.