Page 119 of Unlawful Seduction

Beckett offered a hard, heated look all the way to my boots before inhaling. Every look he gave me brought another wave of excitement.

“Hey, beautiful girl,” he said before whistling to Jax.

“Hey, yourself. The roses are just beautiful.”

He grinned and beckoned for the two dogs. He had a magical way of controlling them that I was envious of. When they rushed inside, they almost knocked Brady over. He couldn’t care less. He was all wiggles and happiness.

The truth was, so was I.

“Are you certain you want to leave the dogs alone for a few hours?” Beckett said as he crowded my space.

“I’m going to risk it. Plus, we’re blocking them into the living room and kitchen.”

“Smart woman. I knew there was a reason I tolerated you.”

“Oh, you just tolerate me?” I punched him playfully in the chest. “For that, you need to win not one, but two stuffed animals at the carnival. One for your… One for Brady and one for his mother.”

Beckett’s eyes clouded over briefly. I’d yet to feel comfortable telling my son his father was now in his life. Did that make me a terrible person? I wasn’t certain, but I’d know when the time was right.

“Why not four?” Beckett growled.

“You’re on, buddy. Let’s get going. Oh, warning. The girls will grill you tonight. Trust me. You’ll leave exasperated and feeling like you’ve been interrogated by thugs.” I caught myself after making the statement, slowly lifting my gaze. I knew he’d been tortured over the years even if he hadn’t told me so.

He lowered his head, pressing a kiss on my forehead. “I think I can handle them. If I can do so with you, I’ll be just fine.”

“Hey! Careful there, buster. I guarantee their questions will start in less than ten minutes.”

“I say less than five,” he countered.

“That’s a bet. If I win, you’ll be forced to endure every ride Brady wants to go on.”

“And if I win?” He rubbed his fingers down my arm.

“What do you want?”

“Every. Single. Inch.”

I shuddered from the thought. “You’re on.”

“Careful, Doc. I never lose.”

The time spent with the man felt amazing, natural.

It was times like this that I knew in my heart I’d fallen in love with him years before.

Was it a fairytale?

I guess time would tell.

“What are your intentions with our friend?” Jenny was the first to throw out an interrogation-style question. I checked my watch and sighed.

“Six minutes and twenty seconds,” I said, grinning from the look on Beckett’s face.

“What does that mean?” she chided.

“It means I had a bet with Beckett and I won. Less than ten minutes, but over five.” I grinned as I glanced in his direction.

Meanwhile, Brady was already becoming overwhelmed with the sights and sounds. The kid had an adventurous spirit.

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