New Year's with the Single Dad by Whitley Cox

Author:Whitley Cox [Book 6]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whitley Cox
Published: 2023-06-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Her collarbone left a pool of shadow in which he buried his mouth, tracing his tongue along the delicate bones of her clavicle, then back up her neck.

There was no doubt about it, Zara Olsen was a stunning woman—an incredible woman—and Emmett found himself confused and also sad when he finally began to grow soft and was forced to leave the warm, tight safety of her body.

She whimpered when he pulled free. He felt the same way.

But he also only had one condom on him—so if they were going to do this again, it’d have to be another time, or he’d go speak to Riley about bumming some prophylactics.

If that happened, his host and best friend would have a smile noticeable from space.

He scanned the well-lit wine cellar for a sink or something to help her clean up, and lo and behold, there was not only a sink in the far corner, but a roll of paper towels and a garbage can as well. Riley thought of everything!

He made sure she was okay and not about to topple off the wine barrel before he pulled the condom free, tied it at the top and walked over to the sink.

He tossed the condom in the trash, washed his hands and face, then folded up a paper towel, running it beneath warm water for Zara.

“You’ve got quite the friends,” she said as he made his way back toward her. “A big mansion with a bomb shelter for a wine cellar.” She whistled. “I certainly don’t have friends like this.”

She went to take the paper towel from him, but he shook his head and instead wiped her himself. It was the least he could do.

Her smile was shy and almost demure, but the heat in her eyes said she liked that he’d taken control once again. That he was taking care of her.

He felt better in control. Though he’d lost it a bit when he came, squeezing his eyes shut and kissing her after he’d demanded she look at him the entire time. Yeah, the control freak didn’t have much control then.

He didn’t like losing control. Didn’t like it at all. And as much as he was trying to hold on to that post-orgasm euphoria, something began to niggle at the back of his neck. He’d lost control around this woman. She’d met his child. As much as she felt right in his arms, this was not how things were supposed to go.

“Thank you,” she whispered once he was finished and walked back over to the garbage.

He returned to her and helped her off the oak barrel. He’d never be able to look at that barrel or this wine cellar the same way again.

She offered him her hand. “I’m famished. Should we go find something to eat?” Shoving down the weird feelings that stirred inside him, Emmett nodded and took her hand, the two of them making their way up the stairs.

“I’d like to go check on JoJo, if you don’t mind.

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