Marking My Men by Bink Cummings

Author:Bink Cummings [Cummings, Bink]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 39933739
Published: 2018-05-20T23:00:00+00:00

7

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MAY THE TRUTH SET YOU FREE

Monday

The scent of homemade manicotti and garlic bread suffuses the air in the central part of the house as the doorbell rings. Wearing a black, knee-length, cotton dress, pantyless and barefoot, I skip like an over-excited schoolgirl to answer the buzzer. It has to be one of my men. Tonight’s the night we talk business. Not the real kind, but of a personal nature. Tyler has been on me about this for months, and I’ve finally relented for all of our sakes.

The doorbell chimes again as I stop to double-check my appearance in the entry mirror. My long, black, curly hair has been tamed tonight and tumbles in loose waves down my back. I dabbed on a subtle smoky eye, a wing-tipped liner, Va-Va-Voom mascara to plump my otherwise lifeless eyelashes, and a ruby-red lip with gloss overlay—classic. I’m going for love and comfort, not over the top Hollywood glamour. I want them to feel welcome in my home. It’s cozy and warm, not magazine chic. Unless the magazine wanted to do an expose on the world’s largest Tyler Coopman art collection. I do own more of those than anyone in existence, including the man himself. He isn’t fond of displaying his own creations in his drab apartment. The gallery he part owns houses less than ten Tyler Coopman masterpieces at a time. Not because he doesn’t want them there, but they sell out too fast to keep them stocked…

Ugh, I’m deflecting, aren’t I?

Can you tell I’m anxious?

Satisfied with my appearance, I unlock the door and pull it open, only to be caught off guard. Clutching my chest, I laugh awkwardly at the sight of both men standing on my stoop side by side. Tyler, as always, is outfitted in a pair of skinny jeans with holes in the knees, and a screen-printed shirt with paint speckles by the hem. Attached to the hand hanging down at his side is a wicker basket, inside are three bottles of wine. He smiles widely upon seeing me, winks, fixes his amazing hair in the sexiest way imaginable, and welcomes himself inside without the need of an invitation.

Coming toe to toe, Tyler leans down and brushes a kiss over my surprised lips. “Missed you.”

Um. Wowza.

My heart gives a wild thump.

“Missed you more,” I sign, watching Rob out of the corner of my eye. He hasn’t moved an inch, but is viewing the exchange.

I can’t believe they’re here together. I’m not complaining one bit, but it would’ve been nice to get a heads-up.

A final peck to my forehead and Tyler goes about his business, not like a guest, but a resident who’s been living here for years. He even remembers to kick off his Converse by the entry table.

Teeth sinking nervously into my bottom lip, I twinkly three-finger wave to Rob.

“Hey, babe.” He steps into the house, crowding so closely that I have to tilt my head back to see his handsome face. Our feet brush. Per usual he’s

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