The Playboy's Baby

Author:Jm Stewart [Stewart, Jm]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781939194275
Google: hVyTkQEACAAJ
Amazon: B008RPKBMM
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2012-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

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“It’s snowing.”

Side by side in the living room, Emma followed Dillon’s gaze out the front window. It was a little after four and the sky had already begun to darken. Big fat snowflakes fell from the sky, drifting lazily to the ground. It wasn’t snowing hard, but it was definitely sticking.

“I should leave before it starts to pile up.” A knot of dread formed in her stomach at the thought. She turned back to Dillon, eyeing Annie in his arms, who looked content to stay there with her head lolling on his shoulder. It didn’t seem to matter that she knew Dillon would do the best he could for her, leaving Annie, period, proved harder than anticipated.

Dillon moved toward the front door, snatched a set of keys off a small shelf, and held them out to her. “Take the Escalade.”

One look at the keys and all the implications of his offer flooded her mind. She shook her head. “My car will make it just fine. It was snowing when I came into town too.”

The thought of having to drive his SUV for the rest of the week left an uneasy ball in the pit of her stomach. Never mind the car dwarfed her small sedan, it belonged to him. She wanted—needed—time away from him. To reset boundaries. She couldn’t do that immersed in something of his that smelled like him. She couldn’t forget the taste of his mouth; she’d go crazy driving his car to work every day.

Undeterred, Dillon shook the keys. “I’m sure it does, but I’d feel better if you took mine.”

“Then what will you drive?” Deliberately not taking the keys from him, she sidestepped his outstretched hand and grabbed her coat off the hook. “You’re going to be driving Annie around. You need the Escalade more than I do.”

“I have a truck in the garage. It does great in the snow. I just prefer my Escalade.”

He had a toy. One arm into her jacket, she paused to stare at him. “Why am I not surprised?”

A soft smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, so sexy her stomach fluttered in response. He winked. “Spoiled rich boy, remember?” When she didn’t take the keys, his expression sobered. “Take the car and call me when you get there so I know you made it safe.”

She pursed her lips. “You sound like somebody’s mother.”

“I sound like my mother.” He dangled the keys in front of her nose, this time a playful glint coming into his eyes, his voice sing-song. “You know you want to.”

She smiled in spite of herself and, with a sigh, snatched the keys before turning to shove her feet into her boots. “What if I scratch it?”

“If you scratch it, you’ll owe me. We’d have to come to some sort of…arrangement.”

At the all too obvious innuendo, her mouth dropped open. Surely he hadn’t really suggested….

Emma jerked her head in his direction. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes held an unmistakable mischievous glint she’d seen one too many times before.

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