Page 104 of Comeback
He hums, nips my bottom lip, and then pushes me back against the wall.
“You’re a very pretty princess.” His gruff voice has a direct line to my pussy.
I wrap one leg around his waist, and he nudges farther between my legs. My eyes flutter closed, and I revel in the sensations. His touch alone is enough to have me aching for him.
I’m vaguely aware of a noise somewhere in the apartment, but it isn’t until Olivia clears her throat that I open my eyes. My best friend stands just inside the front door with an amused expression on her face.
I squeeze Archer’s bicep. He hasn’t heard her come in and is still lavishing my neck, sucking and biting and sending goosebumps across my skin. He looks up lazily. At my expression, he glances behind us.
Olivia waves at him.
“Oh shit,” he mutters quietly.
Laughing, I extract myself from him. “Hey. You’re back early. We just got Greer down for bed.”
She goes straight for the refrigerator, opens the freezer, and pulls out a pint of ice cream. Next she goes to the silverware drawer and gets a giant spoon.
“Uh oh,” I say, reading the signs of what must have been a terrible date. “That bad?”
“Worse.” She shovels a big scoop of chocolate ice cream. It’s so big she can barely fit it in her mouth.
Archer and I approach. I go to the drawer and get a spoon for myself. No one should have to eat their feelings alone. Archer hangs back and glances away like he’s trying to give us privacy as I pull myself to sit on the counter beside her.
“What happened?” I ask her.
She takes another bite and passes me the container before answering. “He spent the entire night flirting with other women in front of me, then when it was time to go, he started really laying on the charm. ‘You’re so beautiful.’ ‘I had such a greattime tonight.’ ‘What do you say we go back to my place. I have a feeling we’d have really great chemistry.’” She makes a gagging sound. “I should have worn the red dress. Maybe he wouldn’t have been hitting on other women all night.”
“Screw him. You’re hot. Him flirting with other women has nothing to do with you and everything to do with his self-esteem issues.”
She makes a harrumph noise.
“Tell her she’s hot.” I nudge Archer, then sign the words in case he missed it the first time.
His brows lift and he looks from me to Olivia and back like he’s certain this is a trap.
“You are very hot,” he tells her, but he’s not exactly selling it.
“Superhot,” I add.
“Yeah, well, this superhot woman is not going out on another date for a very long time. I can’t take it. It’s exhausting.” She finally lets out a long exhale and I can tell she’s successfully brushing off the bad night. At least a little. “How was Greer?”
“A perfect angel as always.”
“How many books did she make you read at bedtime?”
“None.”
Olivia stops with the spoon halfway to her mouth. “None?”
I fight a smile. “She didn’t makemeread any, but Archer had to read fourteen books.”
Olivia’s gaze slides to my boyfriend.My boyfriend—that’s something I still need to tell her.
“She’s a real cute kid,” he says, chuckling softly.
“I’m impressed. It usually takes her awhile to warm up to men,” Olivia says.
Archer’s face turns a soft shade of pink.
