Page 50 of Rowdy & Kat

“Delusional,” I muttered and shoved him off me. “Don’t you remember when I nearly changed my mind before we climbed into my back seat? If so, you must also remember how you got whiny and begged.”

Rowdy’s ego remained undaunted. “I recall turning on the charm. There was no begging.”

Refusing to back down, I insisted, “No, when I said I should probably head home, you teared up and fell to your knees.”

Rowdy laughed. “If you keep flirting with me like you are now, I’ll be on my knees and crying in no time.”

After glancing toward the nursery to ensure we didn’t have an audience, I murmured, “I offered to give you relief.”

“Are we talking about oral or a handy? I think I might be okay with one of those.”

“It’s oral, isn’t it?” I muttered and moved away from him. “I won’t swallow. It’s against my moral code.”

When I attempted to flee from him, Rowdy pinned me to the huge fridge. “I’ll bring a bucket to bed,” he murmured against my ear.

Despite squirming to break free of his powerful body, I laughed at his offer and asked, “Why not a handy?”

Rowdy took my hands in his and kissed the knuckles on each one. “These are the hands that hold my boys. I can’t jizz all over them.”

“Uh, but I kiss the boys with my mouth.”

“Not the inside of your mouth.”

Back in high school, I couldn’t read Rowdy. When he teased me, I took his taunts personally. When he asked me on a date, I assumed he was messing with me again.

Now, I could see through his bullshit and finally get the joke.

No longer squirming to break free, I kissed his hands and murmured, “I’ve read masturbation is safe a month after giving birth. As much as I’d love to have you stroke my clit tonight, these are the hands that touch my sons.”

Rowdy lost his grin and said with utter sincerity. “I very much want to touch your clit tonight.”

“How about you talk to Farley to see if he’s interested in Maria? I’ll ask her about Farley. If our notes are mutually romantic, I’ll let you touch my clit, and you can bring that bucket to bed?”

Rowdy kissed me, softly at first and then with more urgency as if his mind was already playing out the fun we’d share in his bed tonight.

Our kissing nearly ended twice. Both times, we smiled at each other and went for one more peck before giving in to our lust.

Finally, I thought of Maria in the nursery with a man she might like and Rowdy’s parents who were clearly enjoying the show. My sister had been willing to give up so much for me. In return, I could at least stop making out with Rowdy long enough to have a chat about her possible interest in the handsome biker.

Rowdy and I returned to the nursery to find Pax and Bebe snickering to each other while sitting on the twin-sized bed. The boys were content in Colson’s crib, resting on their sides and facing each other. I smiled at how they gurgled and stared curiously.

Patting Farley’s back, Rowdy asked to talk to him in the hallway about the “Goblin situation.” Once the men left the condo, I asked Bebe to watch the boys. Maria frowned when I gestured for her to leave the room and follow me to the kitchen.

“Are you into Farley?” I whispered.

Maria’s eyes widened. “No, why?”

“No?”

“I mean, yeah,” she said and inched closer. “Was it obvious?”

“It was to me since I know you.”

Maria’s eyes lit up. “He’s very handsome, but lots of men are handsome. I don’t know what came over me.”

“There’s nothing wrong with flirting with a single guy.”

“No, my behavior was inappropriate. Rowdy’s parents were sitting right there.”