Page 26 of I Knead You Tonight

She snaps her heated gaze toward me, my words having come out harsher than I intended.

“I—”

A high-pitched shriek comes drifting through the open door and both our heads turn toward Riker.

“Move.” She shoves at me. “I have to go get my son.”

“Saved by the fucking bell,” I mutter as she hauls ass past me.

I don’t know if I’m referring to her or myself.

Slice Five

Drew

Sleep and I have a precarious relationship that we’re barely holding on to.

Some nights, we’re grand. Others, we’re barely on speaking terms.

Sure, a lot of that has to do with having a new baby, but some nights it’s my own mind that keeps me up and worrying all night.

Last night?

That was all Winston’s fault.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said on the patio.

How would it feel for him to slide between my legs?

Judging by the size of his dick, damn good.

The question is…am I willing to find out?

I shake my head for likely the millionth time this morning and finish applying my mascara.

I’m already running late for work. I can’t dawdle any longer than I already have or I’ll be facing Simon’s famous disappointed dad frown. Winston might be used to receiving it, but I sure as hell ain’t.

Rushing through the bedroom, I start throwing all of Riker’s supplies into his baby bag, knowing if I forget something, Doris probably has a spare at her apartment.

I groan at the thought of having to ask Winston to driveallthe way across town to drop off Riker, then to work, back over there after work, and then all the way back here.

It’s tiresome, especially since we’re both working a full day today.

He’s going to be nice and bitchy tonight, and I’d rather not upset him any more than I usually do.

“I can watch him, you know.”

I squeak at the sudden appearance of Winston’s roommate Sully.

We haven’t spent too much time together, but what I know of him, I like.

Especially how just being around him eases the anxiety that’s always trying to eat at me.

“Uh, Riker?”

“No, Winston.” He pushes off the doorjamb and walks into the room, stopping at the edge of the bed. “Yes, Riker. I can watch him for you, if you want. Unless your other sitter lives next door, I’m much more convenient than she is.”

I glance down at Riker, who’s staring up at Sully like he’s the most entertaining thing in the whole world.

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