Baby For The Billionaire Silver Fox: A Friends to Lovers Small Town Romance by Kenna Kingston

Author:Kenna Kingston [Kingston, Kenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-09T23:00:00+00:00

I was still getting dressed when I saw Dan out the window. He’d pulled up in his shiny, fully-detailed Prius. I drank him in as he walked towards the front door. He wore dark gray slacks with a thin black v-neck sweater over a white t-shirt. A classic look, and he owned it. The sweater clung to him, accenting his massive, toned biceps and sculpted pecs. His hair looked fresh from the shower and still a little damp. But what tugged at my heart was the look on his face—happy and eager. I clutched at the windowsill to keep from swooning. He was the total package. I needed to keep my wits here.

I found him talking with Nana in the kitchen when I went downstairs.

“I hope you’re going to feed her. My girl can eat. In fact, she’s been eating non-stop since she got here,” Nana was saying.

Dan looked me over slowly in my black leggings, tall black boots, gold cropped sweater, and blingy earrings. I felt my body grow warm everywhere his eyes touched.

“You don’t say, Mae. It doesn’t look like all that eating has been a problem, as far as I can see.”

“Well, her boobs have gotten bigger,” Nana harrumphed.

“Nana! Inappropriate!” I swatted at her. “And I don’t like being objectified.”

“Just messin with you. Have fun, kids. Keep an eye on the weather.”

“Shall we?” Dan put his hand on my arm to guide me to the door.

“And in case you need reminding, I like a good doggie bag, especially if it includes a slice of their cheesecake,” said Nana.

“Good grief, let’s get out of here before she decides to come along,” I muttered. Dan chuckled.

We drove through town, and I tried to picture it with snow, holiday lights, and old-fashioned Christmas cheer. The mental image seemed too good to be true. The Christmases I grew up with were not warm and fuzzy and filled with hot cocoa and candy canes. They were disappointing.

I watched Dan’s strong and capable hands on the steering wheel as we wound through town. I felt a sudden overwhelming longing so intense it pained me. I wanted those hands to touch me. All over, everywhere, even the places I couldn’t touch myself. Especially the places I couldn’t touch myself. And I wanted them to wrap around me and keep me safe.

I struggled to come back to reality. “How’s your finger? The one you cut? Does it hurt or bother you?”

“It’s fine, thanks to an excellent nurse I know,” he said, sticking his finger in the air for me to see. It had a big band-aid on it.

We’d been driving uphill for a while, and now Dan turned at a sign for the winery. The lane was long and impressive, with trees on either side, the branches creating a canopy over the road. We finally reached the end of the trees, and before us were rows of grape vines across a horizon darkened by dusk. There were strategically placed lights, so even though I couldn’t see the vines in the distance, I could see how vast the vineyard was.

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