Page 45 of The Bad Boy's Homecoming
“Good,” Dalton said.
Levi made three more bowls, and they all sat at the kitchen table together to eat.
The broth was delicious, but the dumplings were the star of this dish, made with some fluffy ingredients that held up in the soup but melted in her mouth.
“I think you may have missed your calling,” Missy said, looking up to find Levi’s dazzling blue eyes watching her.
A smile spread on his face before he took a big bite from his bowl.
“Yup, should have started that food truck instead of going pro,” Dalton teased.
After she ate two servings and a small piece of cake, Missy was ready for bed.She didn’t feel loopy so much as tired.
“I’m gonna help you up the stairs and you can go right to bed,” Levi said as he stood next to her chair.
“That’s a great idea.Thank you, Dr.Dalton,” Missy said, standing up.
Her eyes felt heavy and she didn’t even worry when Levi put his arm around her, because she also didn’t want to fall over.
Once they were in the foyer she looked up to the second floor.“There’s way too many steps,” she said as she placed her good hand on the banister.
“We can solve that problem,” Levi said and in the next moment he scooped her up into his arms and was already heading up the stairs before she could argue.He carefully opened her bedroom door with his elbow before walking them inside and then gently set her down.
She couldn’t help but think of how it felt like one of those moments in a movie when the hero walks the heroine over the threshold before they spend their lives together.
“I think you should use the bathroom before bed, so you can get a good night’s sleep.”
“I don’t want to,” she said as she slid her feet on the wood floor toward the bathroom.
“Just try.”
“I’m going to need help with my pants again,” she said.Maybe the meds had numbed her inhibitions, but she didn’t feel at all weird letting Levi cook for her, carry her, or help her in the bathroom.
Levi walked into the decent-sized bathroom and the space instantly felt smaller.
“You’re really big, bigger than your brother.”
“Good observation—it wasn’t always like that.”
She tried to undo the drawstring on her pants but with one hand it was difficult.
“Let me help you with the tie?”
“It’s the pulling down part and then back up,” she said, moving her good hand and letting him take over.
“Okay.”His hands were on her hips, and he gently pulled down the sweatpants to her knees, then turned around to face away.
Missy sat, peed, and wiped herself.But when she stood she struggled to pull up her underwear with one hand.She’d just managed to get those in place when Levi turned back to face her.His warm hands were on the skin of her thighs where he lifted her pants back up.Next he turned on the warm water for her and washed her good hand with soap.His two larger, semi-rough hands slid over hers in the bubbles.
“You’re like one of those beautiful flowers, with the sweet scent, that lures in unsuspecting bugs, and then collapses over the bug and eats it,” Missy said, looking up at him.His manly scent wafted around her and his hands were still holding hers.
“You’re like the sun showing off your talent to make everything warm, and colorful.”
Her breath caught in her chest, and she lifted her hand up to frame his face.Her fingers ran along the smooth skin of his angular jaw and she instantly felt the urge to paint him.She ran her thumb over his lips.
“I don’t understand what’s happening.I think maybe the medication has tricked me into thinking we’re more than we are.”
Levi leaned down and his mouth was on hers, gentle and coaxing but still evoking pleasure and white-hot desire.His hands moved to her waist to pull her close, pressing her body along his harder one.Then he stretched down to cup her bottom as he groaned into her mouth.Their tongues slid against each other, each tasting and coaxing the other, daring her to pretend this wasn’t real.Holding her bad hand out away from them, her other arm looped up around his neck and she pulled him down into her.Wanting to get even closer to him she hiked one leg up, eager to straddle him.His hand caught her thigh and pressed into her, moving her bottom up onto the vanity.Now her legs were wrapped around him and she could feel more of him, but there were too many layers between them.
