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Chapter Eleven

Wide eyed and lips downturned Elle’s gaze bore into his when Sully came to her place the following day. “Hi.”

He leaned forward and kissed her. “Hi yourself.”

She motioned for him to enter following him to her kitchen where he placed a bottle of wine on the counter. “Glasses?”

Instead of a reply, Elle crossed her arms. “So? What happened?”

“I texted you. Told you to call me. When you didn’t I figured you were out with your family or something. I fell asleep after Regina and I had pizza for dinner.”

“I didn’t get a text.” She let out a huff. “So?”

When he grinned she attempted to return his smile, but failed. “Sully talk. I’m about to smack you.”

He filled her in on the phone call and Regina’s antics. While he did so, she got a pair of wine glasses from her cabinet and he poured. Sully hugged her close and pressed his cheek to her temple. “Its over. I don’t believe Sharon will try to contact me again. If anything she’s embarrassed and will keep a low profile for a while.”

“Thank God. I was feeling horrible about last night. You didn’t say what you planned to do and if you’d married her I would have felt kinda dirty.”

Sully kissed her grateful when she relaxed against him and opened her mouth to his probing tongue. Arms around his neck, the feminine hot body pressed to his so perfect Sully lifted her until she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Cupping her bottom he took a step until she could sit on the counter and slipped his hands under the thin fabric of her t-shirt to palm her breasts.

“Oh.” Elle let out a soft moan when he took a pink tip into his mouth.

“Whoa Nelly! What’s cooking?”

Sully and Elle jerked apart at the voice and Sully turned to stand in front of Elle so she could pull her shirt down.

Aunt Janet stood in the entryway holding a pot while two plastic grocery bags hung from each arm. “I didn’t see anything.”

Elle peered over his shoulder. “I forgot you were coming over. I--we were just... Sully you remember Aunt Janet,” she finished weakly.

The woman walked over thankfully keeping her gaze above his crotch. “I brought the fixin’s. We’re about to have some spaghetti and meatballs.”

Moments later Sully tossed a salad while Elle baked garlic bread. The entire time her aunt Janet talked about an upcoming trip to meet romance writers.

Every so often Elle would meet his gaze with a heated look. The message was clear. She expected him to stay after dinner ended.

Although dinner was delicious and Sully proclaimed the spaghetti to be the best he ever tasted, it seemed forever until finally Elle’s aunt shuffled out the door making them promise to come over for breakfast the next day.

“I love her.” Elle leaned on the counter and smiled. “Makes the best dinners ever. Best thing. I get to keep the leftovers.” She did a little jig while placing two plastic containers into her refrigerator.

Sully could get used to being around Elle and her family. Her life was full, yet not overwhelming. “My mother is a great cook. You’ll love her cooking.”

“Are you saying I’m going to meet your Mama?” She neared and nipped at his bottom lip before pulling him closer for a kiss.

Her bedroom matched her personality. A queen-sized bed with plush white bedding, two light night tables and a small dresser the relaxed furnishings. While Elle went into the bathroom, he sat on the bed and looked around. Although the room was simply done, pillows, art and a collection of sparkling bracelets added a feminine touch.

“Sully?” She stood at the doorway in her t-shirt and panties. “Why are you still fully dressed?” Elle neared and pushed his legs apart to stand between and leaned forward to kiss him.

With her between his legs, they played the sensual game of her undressing him while he kissed and caressed her.

When he was finally poised over her, her dazed expression made Sully pause. Hair splayed across the pillows, with kiss-swollen lips parted, Elle was his dream come true.