Page 28 of I Knead You Tonight

That’s all this is.

It has to be all this is.

I can’t possibly be attracted to Winston Daniels.

Hell hasn’t frozen over yet.

“Let me just grab my apron and we can go.”

He rolls his eyes.

I run into his bathroom one last time, checking to make sure I covered the dark circles under my eyes just enough that nobody is going to ask questions and then snatching my apron off the dresser as I walk back through the bedroom.

I make my way to the living room, smiling when I see Riker sitting with Sully on the couch asSpongeBobplays on the TV.

“Can’t believe you’re letting my kid watch trash cartoons.”

“What?” Winston cries. “SpongeBobis a classic!”

“I have to agree with him,” Sully says.

“He’s obnoxious.”

“You’re obnoxious,” Winston grumbles. “Just tell your gremlin goodbye before I leave you here for shitting on my childhood.”

I bend to give Riker a kiss and he turns his head into Sully’s side.

“If he doesn’t want to kiss you, I will.”

Sully grins up at me, and I laugh.

Don’t get me wrong, Sully is hot as fuck. He looks like your average surfer boy, sun-kissed skin and all, but he doesn’t do it for me.

“Fucking move it already,” Winston barks from beside the front door, and I glare at him.

“All right. Don’t get your panties in a wad. I’m coming.”

I follow the grump outside.

Winston grunts and groans his way down the stairs and I want to ask if he’s okay, but I’m sure I’ll just get a snippy answer back, so I don’t bother.

We pile into his old station wagon, complete with the wood paneling.

“This is such an odd choice in vehicle for you,” I comment as he cranks the engine, which sounds surprisingly good for such an old car.

“It was my parents’.”

“No way. I thought for sure it was brand new.”

He ignores my snark. “I have a lot of good memories in this beast, so I couldn’t let her go when my mom passed. My dad was ready to sell her, but I vowed to keep her alive and well.”

“She’s in great condition.”

“Not too bad, especially considering this is what I was driving when I got hit.”

Ah, yes. The accident no one likes to talk about.

It happened right after I moved here. Although I didn’t know him all that well at the time, I knew him well enough to gather that the Winston after the accident was a lot different than the one I met before it.

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