Page 174 of Waiting For A Girl Like You
“I’ll kiss you like that every morning.”
To prove his point, he did it again.
“Every night.” And again, but this time deepening the stroke of his tongue, until he had her moaning.
“Every chance I get.” And one more kiss for good measure.
“Forever.” He cleared his throat, refusing to let his emotions ruin the moment. “I am forever yours, Annabeth Howard.”
The saucy minx beneath him had the gall to grin. “Annabeth McIntyre sounds better. I mean, it is already your password.”
Maybe he was going to get a little emotional after all. “I one hundred percent agree.”
Chapter 42
2010
“You’re doing it wrong!”
Ben sat grinning on the villa’s long leather couch, watching as Jamison attempted to teach Samuel and Selah some dance that involved Single Ladies.
“Jamison, I know I’m pretty like Beyoncé,” Selah huffed, bent in half with his hands braced on his knees. “But I’ve fully accepted that I cannot dance like the woman.”
Red-faced and soaked in sweat, Samuel collapsed onto the floor. “I’m out. I can’t ‘oh, oh, oh’ anymore.”
“It’s not that hard,” Jamison huffed with exasperation. “You guys just need to practice.”
An evening breeze floated in through the open patio doors. Cool and crisp, it brought the scent of flowers into the room. “We can always switch to a movie, but your sister gets to pick which one,” Ben said as the wind ruffled his hair. The floral scent was familiar, but it disappeared before his brain could fully recognize it. “Although I will say, I’m fine watching this all night.”
Jamison beamed excitedly, a mouth full of braces nearly overtaking her entire face. “Twilight?”
The boys groaned in unison. Even Ben winced. He’d avoided this moment for as long as he could, and it was finally catching up with him.
“Haven’t you seen that one a few times?”
The smile on his daughter’s face dimmed, her eyes narrowing on him. “I’ve seen Twilight seventy-seven times and New Moon sixty-two times. Why is that important?”
Selah flopped down onto the floor to lie next to Samuel. “I’ve seen it once. That was enough.”
“When?” Samuel lifted his head to look at his brother. “And with who?”
Selah grinned. “No clue when, but it was with Marcie Colson.”
“The cute blonde from Alpha Delta Pi?” Samuel’s head dropped again. “So, you didn’t actually watch it.”
“All I’m gonna say is that Twilight was on, but my eyes were occupied with something far more attractive. And nude.”
“Ewwwww.” Jamison plopped down onto the couch, nudging Selah’s head with her bare foot. “Stop talking about naked girls.”
Ben had thought the age difference might be a problem. This whole trip had been a spur-of-the-moment thing, and he’d initially been worried that two college boys and a middle school girl wouldn’t have much in common. But his kids surprised him. Selah and Samuel managed to keep things PG-rated for the most part and indulged Jamison every chance they could.
Including doing highly intricate choreography to her favorite songs.
However, he secretly hoped they would draw the line at a vampire-werewolf movie marathon.
The phone on the end table rang, and Ben resisted the urge to roll his eyes. The call was either Simone or Josie checking in. Or Hillary. Again.
Jamison crawled over and picked it up. “Hi, Simone! Yes! We went to the market today and bought food for Consuela to cook. And I went shopping! I got you a purse. It’s leather and green. You’ll love it.”
