Page 64 of Under My Skin

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The next twodays pass in a blur. My kitchen is coming along nicely. Lizzie came over for pizza and the girls were out of their minds with excitement. It was effortless for her to make Addy and Mackenzie happy. Just being there was enough for them.

Then the girls had another awesome pottery class, and I stayed and watched and couldn’t keep my eyes off her the entire time.

Or stop myself from letting my hand wander to her lower back to rest on the top of her ass. Or steal a goodbye kiss when the girls were washing their hands to leave.

I can’t get enough of her. Plain and simple.

And all we’ve gotten alone together are our nights under the stars where I never let anything go further than making out.

IneedLizzie in my bed but we’ve both been skirting around her coming over for sex when the girls are home. Lizzie feels like everything is so new and doesn’t want to do anything that could jeopardize her relationship with Addy and Mackenzie.

Which is why I’m excited for our date tonight. I get her all to myself while also showing everyone she’s mine.

Which is important, since I caught some of the adults still lingering around after the pottery class, staring and watching the limited exchanges we had. A feeling of possessiveness came over me, and I made sure to look them all in the eyes while I was doing it so they knew that I was claiming Lizzie Montgomery.

My plan tonight is to take Lizzie to a nice dinner and then drive her out to the lookout that all the teenagers used to go to when I was in high school. I have a feeling she was never taken there, so I want to be the one to do it. I want to give my girl as many firsts as I can.

I know what it means to have a girl like Lizzie. I know how lucky I am. And while I also know I played this wrong at first, I’m not letting my past encroach on my future anymore. I want her in my life, and I need to show her just how much.

I have to prove to her that there are no doubts or lingering reservations remaining when it comes to me and her.

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Later that evening,Morgan comes over to watch the girls so I can take Lizzie out on our firstofficialdate. My sister is, of course, excited and relieved that I pulled my head out of my ass, and she was ready to give me the silent treatment if I hadn’t fixed things.

“Stay out as late as you want, big brother. Or don’t come home at all. I have things handled here, right, girls?” she says, looking at my overly excited daughters.

“Yep. Auntie Morgan brought candy and we’re going to watch a movie and stay up late,” Addy squeals and jumps up and down.Oh boy.

“You were supposed to keep the candy a secret, Addy,” Mackenzie admonishes.

“Oops,” my tiniest terror whispers under her breath.

“It’s okay, Addy. You girls knock yourselves out tonight and have fun. Just don’t forget to brush your teeth before bed.”

“Daddy, did you buy Miss Lizzie flowers? Because girls like flowers. And if she’s your girlfriend, you need to make sure to give her some, or else she might dump your ass. Auntie Morgan said so,” Addy adds.

I look at my sister. “Seriously?”

“Where’s the lie?” She shrugs.

I sigh and kiss them each on the cheek before heading out the back door to get Lizzie from her apartment. I did not, in fact, buy flowers.

Shit.

I lock the door and head across the yard. I can’t wait to get my mouth on hers and hold her. It’s been less than twenty-four hours since I saw her last, yet it feels like I’m a junkie needing my next fix.

Before I make it to her door, Lizzie swings it open and runs out to me. Our mouths crash, and I hold her against me with my hand on her lower back.

“I missed you,” she whines against my lips.

“Fuck, I missed you too.” I move her back so I can get a proper look at her and can’t help it when my jaw drops. She’s wearing a knee-length floral summer dress with heels, and her hair is up in a high ponytail, exposing her neck and bare shoulders and chest. Most importantly, though, her freckles are on full display, her skin sun-kissed from her time in the sun so far this summer.

“Do I look okay?” she asks nervously.

“So fucking beautiful I’m contemplating skipping dinner and moving straight to dessert. But I want to show you off, and I definitely owe you a first date.”

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