Page 85 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
“I love you, Sawyer. Thank you for thinkin’ of bringin’ Mac here today. It means more to me than you’ll ever know.”
His dark green eyes lit with emotion, he gives me a sexy grin, “Anything for my Cupcake.”
I didn’t think it was possible to love this man anymore than I already did, but I was wrong.
“Does this mean you forgive me for eating your pie?” he asks hopefully.
“Oh yes, you’re completely forgiven for eating the pie. Hell, I’m gonna make you your very own special pie tomorrow. One no one else can eat but you.”
“Good, and I want you to deliver it with nothing on but what you’re fucking wearing under here.” He slides his hand between us and travels it up the inside of my thigh, grasping one of the straps that’s clipped to my stocking.
The small touch causes an intense throbbing to pulse between my legs. I gasp when he grazes a knuckle down the center of my damp panties.
“Does this mean you’re not gonna spank me tonight after all?” I ask breathlessly, surprised I can even form a coherent word.
“That depends.”
“On?”
“You,” he replies, reaching around under my dress to cup one of my ass cheeks. “Do you want me to spank this tight, fuckable ass, Grace?”
I bite my lip to keep from moanin’ at his dirty words. “Yes, I liked it last night.”
Growling, he slams his mouth against mine again, kissin’ me with greedy desperation. But rather too quickly, he’s removing his hand from under my dress and pulls his mouth away from mine.
I open my eyes, wonderin’ why he stopped so suddenly when I see Julia come walkin’ in to answer the door. With lightenin’ speed I push away from him, and smooth my hands down my dress, making myself presentable. I don’t miss his cocky grin.
Good lord, I didn’t even hear anyone knock.
Thankfully Julia is nice enough not to acknowledge our inappropriate behavior. She swings the door open revealing Grams. “Hi, my sweet Julia,” Grams says, kissing her on each of her cheeks before bending down to press one to her belly, “and how’s my great grandbaby today?”
Julia glows with happiness, “The baby is doing great. Hungry though, the smell of turkey cooking all day has been torture.”
Grams snickers, “I’ll bet.”
As Julia closes the door I walk over and offer Miss Margaret my arm, “Hi, Grams, Happy Thanksgivin’.”
She links her wrinkly arm with mine and gives me a kiss as well. “Oh, Grace, my dear. You look beautiful. How are you doing, sweetheart?”
“I’m doin’ well. Thank you.”
Grams’ gaze zeroes in on Sawyer and before I know it she’s draggin’ me behind her. “Sawyer, you sly devil.” She pulls his shirt forcing him to lean down, and plants a kiss on his cheek. “I hope you’ve been taking good care of our sweet Grace here.”
Sawyer revels in her attention, “You bet I am. Don’t worry her butt has been in good hands.”
Oh god! I can’t believe he just said that. My cheeks turn pink and I pray Grams doesn’t catch on to his innuendo.
“Oh I’ll just bet it has,” she replies with a snicker.
Yup, no such luck. Julia thankfully saves me from further embarrassment by linking her arm with Grams other. “All right, Grams, let’s take you into the kitchen so you can say the rest of your hellos.” I look over at her gratefully.
As Grams begins to make her rounds, I unlink my arm and glare back at Sawyer, scoldin’ him silently for his comment. He winks, givin’ me one of his dirty grins, not carin’ in the least.
The good lookin’ bugger.
Walkin’ over to stand by Mac, I grab his hand, still in complete shock that he’s here. He brings my hand to his mouth, and presses a kiss to it from his busted lips.
With emotion clogging my throat, I lean down and press another one to his cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here, Mac.”
“Me too, darlin’.”
After Grams finishes with Katelyn, Kayla and Anna, she makes her way over to Cade. I notice him tense, becoming uncomfortable. “Oh you!” Grams says, smackin’ his shoulder, “you should be used to this by now. Just stay still so I can plant a kiss on that handsome face of yours. My goodness, I think you’re worse than my boy Jaxson used to be.”
All of us hold in our chuckles as she presses a kiss to his cheek. His expression never wavering from its usual cold, hard state.
Cooper stands as she makes her way over to him. “And how’s the handsome sheriff of Sunset Bay?” He leans down, making it easy on her to kiss him.
“I’m doing good, Miss Margaret. Happy Thanksgiving.”
“Same to you, honey. Now we need to talk. I have a message for you from Miss Gladys. She wants you to come to the home tomorrow to investigate some shady things that have been going on.”
“Oh and what’s wrong now?” He sits back down, clearly not expectin’ to hear anything important.
“Well, she’s pretty sure someone from the home has been stealing her cigarettes and …” Grams bends down to whisper but isn’t quiet at all … “underwear.”
Anna chokes on the sip of pop she just took, Kayla hits her on the back, helpin’ her clear it, before lookin’ over at Cooper. “This sounds serious, Coop. You better go over there. It sounds like Sunset Bay could have a panty raider on their hands. Your mad investigating skills could be the only thing that catches him.”
All of us burst into a fit of laughter except Cooper. He glares at Kayla, not appreciating her comment. She blows him a kiss, unaffected by his icy stare.
Snickering, Grams pats his shoulder one last time before heading over to Jaxson. “And last but not least, my favorite boy, the father of my great grandbaby. Come here, honey, and give me some love.”
She wraps her arms around Jaxson’s waist giving him an extra long hug. He accepts it easily and embraces her tiny body in his arms. “Happy Thanksgiving, Grams.”
I watch Julia’s eyes begin to water before she clears her throat and makes her way to the oven. “All right. I’m sorry to rush everyone but do y’all mind if we eat now? I don’t think I can smell this turkey a second longer without passing out from starvation.”
