Page 28 of Broken Bodyguard

“I’m good at other things too.” I lifted her only the cleared kitchen island. “You’re about to find out.”

She giggled, wriggling her hips. “And on the countertop?”

“No better place.” I tugged at the hem of her sweatshirt, pulling it over her head. Once it was tossed aside, I eyed the plain white tee she had on underneath. Cute, but it ultimately had to go. I pushed my hands beneath the cotton, searching out the warm curves beneath. She shivered, her thighs squeezing around my hips.

“You look so fucking cute in everything you wear,” I told her, running my hands over the swell of her hips, her belly, up over her rib cage, “but I think you’d look absolutely stunning wearing nothing at all.”

Pink stained her cheeks. “It’s nothing to get worked up about.”

“Excuse me?” I took a step back, sweeping my gaze from top to toes. “Are we talking about the same sexy ass mama right now? Because I am worked up.”

She laughed, and I dipped in for another kiss.

“Don’t be shy,” I told her, whispering into her ear. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve laid on eyes on, and I can prove it.” I reached for her hand, guiding it in between our bodies. Her palm ran over the thick ridge of my cock, covered by my jeans. “See what you do to me?”

A shiver ran through her. The shyness in her gaze was replaced with heat.

“And that’swithyour clothes on,” I reminded her.

She bit at her bottom lip, moving her palm up and down the length of my hard-on. I grunted, flexing my hips. “Mmm. That’s all from me?”

“All from you.” I tugged at her earlobe with my teeth. “I’ve been imagining the things I wanted to do to you since last month. And now I get my chance.”

She cupped the sides of my face, capturing my lips in a sweet kiss. When we broke apart, she said, “I really didn’t think you felt the same way.”

“You really must never look in a mirror. You have no idea how sexy you are.”

“No, I mean…” Her throat bobbed. “With Grace and all. I figured you’d see a single mom and run the other way.”

It almost didn’t compute. I tried to see the meaning behind her words. “Do you think I’d run because you have a daughter… or because…”

Her cheeks flushed again and her gaze dropped to my chest. She smoothed her hand over my t-shirt. “Not just because I’m a mom, but…things change after you have a baby. Everyone knows that. I breastfed. I carried a human inside me. I’m not a perfect ten, Troy.”

“Hm.” I gripped her by the hips, tugging her flush against me. The pieces were clicking into place. And the picture the puzzle created was that her ex-douchebag likely made her feel like shit a lot. “I guess it’s time for the exam then.”

“The exam?” Laughter leaked out the edges of her words.

“Yeah. I’ll accept nothing less than a perfect ten. It’s my right as a blue-blooded male.” We shared an amused look from my thick-ass sarcasm. I tugged off her shirt, revealing a taupe, lacy bra, covering the most perfect set of breasts I could remember seeing. I smoothed my hands over her belly rolls, taking big handfuls of the overspill from the waistband of her leggings. I grunted, then pushed my hands up, underneath her bra. Perfect handfuls. I swiped a thumb over her taut nipples as my free hand reached behind her to unclasp the bra.

Her breathing came out a little quicker and her head lolled to one side.

“I’d tell you the results of the exam,” I said, dragging my lips against her exposed collarbone, “but the truth is no one else’s opinion even matters. So whoever made you feel like shit deserves to get my fist into the side of his skull. Tell me who I need to go visit.”

“You already met him,” she whispered, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Noted. I’ll add that to my list of grievances for when I run into him next.”

A pretty smiled covered her face as I held her tits and kissed the tops of each one in turn.

“And by the way?”Kiss.“You’re a perfect ten.”

“I need to have you around as my personal hype man,” she breathed.

“Just wait until I get inside you,” I promised before covering her lips with my own.

Because I already knew the truth.

I was a goner for this woman.

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