Page 102 of Resisting Temptation (Men of Honor 3)
“Hey guys. I forgot something that I need to mail off. I’m just grabbing it then I’m on my way to the store. Can you…” She halts abruptly when she sees us. “Everything okay?”
I release my hand from around Ruthie’s mouth, realizing how bad that looks. “Yeah.”
Her eyes scan all three of us suspiciously, “What’s that smell?”
Oh shit!
“What smell?” Christopher asks easily, but I know she doesn’t buy it.
“It smells like fast food… Like meat.”
I feel Ruthie shake as she tries to hold in her laughter, and give her a little warning squeeze that only makes her giggle out loud.
Faith smirks and crosses her arms, “All right, let’s see it, you guys. Where are you hiding it?”
Christopher stays quiet and I feel him look over at me, which leaves me no option but to be the one to answer. “Just settle down, Red. We aren’t hiding anything.”
“Oh really?” She walks over and starts searching around us. My gaze drops to her delectable ass that is clad in a pair of tight jean shorts as she bends down and reaches under Christopher’s cushion.
She pulls out the now empty fast food bag to which Christopher offers up a quick explanation, “I had fries.”
She quirks a brow at him, “And you felt the need to hide that under the couch cushion?”
He gives up the farce. “Come on, Faith, give me a break, I almost died at school today. I just can’t do it. I’m a growing guy, and this no meat thing is going to screw with my growth.”
She rolls her eyes. “It is not, it’s making you healthier and grow stronger, but you do not have to do it. You both are the ones who said you could.” She pauses and looks over at me now, her gaze narrowing in suspicion, “Where is yours?”
I don’t answer but I don’t have to because Ruthie’s giggle says it all. Faith’s gaze moves to where my arms are wrapped around the kid’s stomach and her eyes widen in disbelief. “Oh you have got to be kidding me, Cade.”
She pries my arms away and lifts up her shirt, letting the half eaten burger fall to the floor. Christopher laughs at the mustard and ketchup that’s smeared all over the kid’s stomach.
Shit!
Faith lets out a disbelieving laugh that doesn’t sound funny at all and shakes her head. “I cannot believe you guys!”
She picks up a giggling Ruthie and carries her into the kitchen. I look over at Christopher, who is still laughing, and I can’t help but chuckle. I swipe the burger off the floor and walk into the kitchen to throw it in the garbage.
Red has the small removable nozzle pulled from the sink and is using that, along with a rag, to clean the kid up.
“Here. I’ll clean her up,” I move toward her, feeling bad that she’s upset now.
“No, I’ll clean her up. I can’t believe you. I mean, what were you thinking…” She points her hand at me angrily, forgetting about the spraying nozzle, and soaks the shit out of my shirt and face just before I jump back.
She gasps and drops the hose, realizing what she just did then stares at me apologetically. Christopher walks in to see what the commotion is about and stops short when he sees my wet state. A noise draws my attention back to Faith and I see her hand cupped over her mouth, muffling her laughter.
When I start toward her she grabs Ruthie and holds her out protectively in front of her. “I’m so sorry it was an accident, I swear.”
I rip the kid from her grasp and she takes off in the split second it takes me to hand Ruthie off to Christopher, but I catch her quickly. Lifting her off her feet, she kicks and fights against me as I drag her back into the kitchen. “Seriously, it was an accident. I didn’t mean to.”
I ignore her protest and bring her back over to the sink, pinning her between me and the counter. The way she squirms against me has my cock turning hard.
The kids’ laughter fills the air while they watch on with amusement. I turn on the water and pick up the small black nozzle. “Cade, I am serious. Don’t you even think about it. I will…” Her words trail off on a gasp as I soak her face, hair and the front of her shirt. “Oh my god, stop! Please!”
I do eventually stop, but not until she is completely and utterly soaked. After I drop the sprayer, I step back and give her a minute to get her bearings. She hangs over the sink and swipes her wet hair out of her face, then picks up the towel that’s next to her on the counter and begins wiping herself off the best she can. I figure this is over but realize I’m wrong when I see her reach for the dish soap next to her.
“Uh oh, you’re in twouble now, big guy.”
Faith turns around and smiles at me sweetly, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “Don’t even think it, Red. You are not going to like the consequences,” I warn her seriously.
Quirking a brow, she steps closer then starts shooting the fucking soap all over me.
“Oh shit!” Christopher curses with a chuckle.
She does it quickly, and the moment she drops the bottle to run I grab onto her wrist, but she slips out of my wet grip and rushes toward the stairs. I start after her, swiping the chocolate syrup off the counter in the process then race up the stairs behind her. She screams when she sees how close I am, and tries to slam the door but isn’t fast enough.
“Oh crap!” She tries making it to the bathroom but I tackle her from behind and we land on the bed. I roll her underneath me so she’s facing me and pin both of her wrists over her head with one of my hands while the other one pours chocolate syrup all over her.
