Page 37 of Detention with Daddies

I haven’t convinced Olivia to come back for another sleepover, and I miss her when I’m gone for a few days to have meetings with a new sports team and their coaches.

I do get to see her in class, and that gets me by. But it’s not enough. I’m addicted to her. Her smile, the pout she gives me when I tease her, her smart remarks…

It’s Friday, and I’m finally able to catch her in her lab before she leaves. The crinkle around her eyes when she smiles makes me so unbelievably happy. She’s not just putting it on like I see her do to some of the people around the center.

Brushing her hair from her face, I gather it at the base of her head and lean in for a kiss. Her mouth parts for me automatically.

It’s a slow, passionate kiss. I work to show her how much I’ve missed her company. How the night she spent with me is just a taste. When our mouths break apart, she’s breathing heavily, and I smile.

“You have no idea how badly I wish I could spread you across this table and taste every part of you. One night was not enough to satisfy me.” Not at all. Not even close.

Her soft laugh fills up my chest. Part of me wonders if she’d let me do it. The potential of being caught be damned.

“Come have dinner at my sister’s this weekend.”

Olivia jolts, a wild look in her eyes before she covers it up. I’m probably moving too fast, but when I know what I want, I dive straight into trying to get it. And I want Olivia to be a part of my life.

Here, at home, with my family. Every part of it.

My best bet is to try soothing how nervous she is about the suggestion. It’s obvious in the way she won’t meet my gaze.

“Just come by. My sister’s cooking, and Ruby will be there—it’s nothing fancy.” My hand in her hair tips her head back, and I plant soft, lingering kisses across her neck. The way her hands tighten on my shoulders makes me a little bolder. “Please?”

The tension leaks out of her, and her face turns toward mine. She cracks. “Okay. Should I bring anything?”

“Just your appetite.”

That earns me a laugh, and I steal one more kiss before I let her go.

Olivia shakes her head and narrows her eyes at me teasingly.

I back away with a smile, watching until I can’t see her anymore. Then, I call my sister to confirm that Olivia is coming on Saturday.

“Anything I need to know, Casanova?”

I laugh at her. “No. She’s easy to please. And you’re a good cook, so there’s nothing to worry about. Ruby will there too.”

“They’ve met? Oh, this is serious, Nickola.”

“I want it to be.”

My sister makes a small noise on the other end of the line. “Okay. Be here by one. I’m not keeping it warm for you if you’re late again.”

“Will do. See you, then, sis.”

On Saturday afternoon, Ruby and I go to pick Olivia up. Her parents’ house is a quaint ranch with green shutters and a white face. The door is a dark, forest green with a white wreath on the front.

I don’t have to knock, but I’m out of my Jeep and halfway to her when she emerges. The dress she has on shows off her curves and those long, shapely legs. Her calves are thick with muscles, and I know how nice her thighs are, especially when they squeeze around my head.

I wish I was taking her to my home instead of picking her up.

Her smile makes me feel light inside. And she’s got a pastry box in her hands. “I couldn’t come empty-handed. We made cheesecake bites this morning, so I thought I’d share. I hope that’s okay.”

“Ooo,” Ruby says from the backseat, the window down as she watches us. Her eyes big and innocent.

Olivia beams back at her. “I’ve got both cherry and double chocolate.”

I buckle her into my Jeep, loving the sparkle in her eyes.

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