Learn For Me: Club Avalon Book 8 by Kay Elle Parker

Author:Kay Elle Parker [Parker, Kay Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-29T16:00:00+00:00

***

Zeke

Breakfast was a chaotic affair.

Sipping his coffee, Zeke took in the scene with interest.

Atticus and Alicia worked together in unison to feed Natasha and Link.

The wide-eyed little girl refused to take her eyes off Zeke, staring at him in a way that suggested she was searching his soul for flaws.

Link, however, was laughing like a loon, smushing his toast in his tiny hands, smearing peanut butter everywhere. His bright green eyes were alive with the joy of a two-year-old, mischievous and full of wonder as he offered Olivia the mashed ruins of his breakfast.

Hesitantly, she accepted the gift. “Ah… thank you?”

Like a baby bird, he opened his mouth, giggling.

“Mind his teeth,” Lisha called over her shoulder. “He’s a little monster when he’s in a mood.”

Olivia’s hand paused a few inches away from the kid, and she shot Zeke a glance that told him she was completely clueless how to proceed, which raised questions.

Did she have no experience with children? Or people in general?

While she knew their hosts, she was quite clearly uncomfortable, and he suspected it wasn’t just because she’d lost her virginity in the guestroom. This ran deeper, as though being around people—no matter how friendly or young—was a foreign concept.

“Here,” Atticus rumbled, walking over with a cloth. He took Livvy’s wrist gently and removed the mangled toast, wiping her fingers clean much like he would Natasha’s. That jungle-green gaze met Zeke’s, and he winked as though stating he wasn’t poaching. “Link isn’t the finger-eating cannibal his mom makes him out to be, Olivia.”

Hunching her shoulder, she tipped her cheek into it. The gesture was remarkably shy for a woman so confident in other areas. She’d barely touched her pancakes, pushing them around in the syrup on her plate, which simply wasn’t acceptable.

For a tall, well-built woman, she was underweight. Stress and grief ate the flesh off a person’s bones, given enough time. Two years of it was more than she could handle, in his opinion, so he reached out and snagged the side rung of her chair, dragging her over to him.

Link clapped his hands and laughed uproariously.

“Can I trouble you for some fresh pancakes, Att?” Zeke asked politely, yanking Olivia off her seat and onto his lap. She squirmed, then stilled when his fingers found her nape, massaging the cable-taut muscles. “Someone needs a helping hand this morning.”

Alicia hummed softly. “I love when Daddy feeds me. Especially after sex.”

Olivia jolted, her expression growing distressed. “I… we…”

“We’ll be outta your hair by lunch,” Zeke interjected, taking pity on her. He loved Alicia dearly, but sometimes she had no goddamn filter. “The stuff you salvaged from the house can be shipped over to mine when you’ve got time, Att, or we can put it in the truck. The junk heap’s been dealt with?”

A foreboding expression crossed the big guy’s face. “Towed. The money will be in her account by the end of the day; there’ll be a new company vehicle delivered this afternoon.”

“Wait… what?” Olivia croaked.

“Quiet, angel,” he murmured against her hair.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.