Page 138 of The Sweetest Devotion

He studied where Kennedy was clinging to me and shook his head. “Uh, nah. And tonight, I’ma head back to my mom’s. She can only do so much and Iamthe man of the house, so you know how that goes.”

Dominique was quick to go and grab his backpack before heading out the door, but not without dapping me up first and issuing Kennedy a goodbye.

And then we were alone.

“When do you go in?” Kennedy asked as she let me go and led the way back into the kitchen.

I missed the feel of her in my arms already. I didn’t hesitate to scoop her back up and walk with her over to the kitchen table. “I’m off today.”

Kennedy hummed and backed into me, teasing me with her ass as she went about making me a plate of the breakfast she’d made. Eggs over easy, bacon, and surprisingly, French toast.

Warmth spread through my chest as I took it all in. “What do you have planned for today?”

Kennedy looked around and shrugged. “Nothing. I’m supposed to be with Jadyn.”

I scratched along the stubble on my jaw. “Feel like goin’ on a run with me?”

At once Kennedy perked up, down for anything. “To do what?”

“I just housed a teenager for a week. I’m out of food,” I joked. “I figure we can head to the grocery store and I can give you a clue on what to buy whenever you’re cooking.”

“You’re going to teach me how to cook?” Kennedy lit up with excitement.

“Of course.” I reached out, cradling her face in my hand and tilting her head back. Gazing down into her eyes, I’d never felt more tempted than I did just then to kiss her.

God willing, I held back.

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“Areyou sure that’s what you want to wear?” Keith asked me for the third time since I’d gotten dressed after my shower.

I took in my six-inch gladiator heels and my little white dress that was off the shoulder. Maybe to many it wasn’t ideal to shop in, but it was all that I had packed.

Besides, I wanted to look cute.

“Yeah,” I said as I turned away from my reflection. Keith was standing in the doorway as I finished prepping in the master bath.

“That’s a lot of walking in heels,” Keith pointed out.

It would be, but I could endure it. “I’m sure if I get tired someone will offer me a piggyback ride.”

Keith stroked his jaw. “Someone, huh?”

“Mm-hmm, we’ll be in public, so I’m sure there’ll be some nice man willing to?—”

Keith was on me, cornering me against the bathroom counter. A giggle escaped my lips as he lifted me up and set me on the counter.

He nipped my bottom lip and I released a pathetic moan. God, I was weak for this man.

“Before I’m through with you I’m going to fuck you all over this house,” he swore.

I hoped he was never through.

I braced myself by grabbing onto his arms. If we got carried away, he’d have me all over his counter and mirror.

Keith grinned against the corner of my mouth. “Let’s go.”

He stepped back and helped me down from the counter.

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