Mom-Com by Marika Ray

Author:Marika Ray [Ray, Marika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-950141-03-6
Publisher: Marika Ray Publishing
Published: 2019-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

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By the time I got Milly and myself out of our dresses and we’d herded the kids to a restaurant next door, I’d cooled off, placing the vision of bare-chested Jameson in a box in the back of my brain never to be brought out again. Because the reality was, he wasn’t the man for me. I wasn’t settling again for a nice guy who was just okay who’d eventually leave me for a younger, thinner, prettier model. I wanted the magic. I wanted to be swept off my feet and treasured. Jameson was a nice guy, and okay, I admit, he had some delicious abs, but he wasn’t my Prince Charming in his polos and sweaters and stilted conversational skills.

I know, that was a bit harsh. He’d told me himself he had a hard time saying the right thing, but the dating world was harsh too. I needed to refocus and put my moves on some fresh potential mates, not drool over my neighbor. My libido needed redirecting and getting back on the horse quickly was the best way to get on with it. Great, now even my thoughts were as jumbled as that hideous shirt.

Jameson held the door open and the kids and I stepped into the waiting area of a barbecue joint, the smells hitting us the minute we entered. My stomach growled and I was glad we abandoned shopping for sustenance. Jameson went up to the desk to put our name in while I scanned the people waiting for their tables.

A middle-aged man with a hint of gray at his temples sat on a bench lining the walls, next to a couple other guys. Clearly, the men were out for a night of barbecue and watching the football game. No ring on the left hand.

Game on, boys.

I sauntered over and claimed the seat right next to his, sliding close in the guise of needing room for the three kids who trailed me. I supposed trying to get my flirt on with my kids in tow ran a bit out of the ordinary, but better to get that little fact out of the way. If he had an issue with my kids, better to know now rather than later.

He shifted as I sat down, his head rotating to get a look at me. I smiled my warmest smile and followed him by closing the inch of gap he’d given us. His polite smile turned warmer. Before I could give him my opening line, the one I’d been working up in my head to be a doozy, rough hands hauled me up to standing.

I was chest to chest with Jameson, his familiar scowl somehow shaming me for my seat choice. My hands were pinned between us, caught in his tight grip. Then the room was spinning and Jameson was in my seat, pulling me down to his lap, his hands on my hips giving me no choice.

Anger bubbled up my wind pipe, but got strangled by the sensation of being on Jameson’s lap.

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