by Susan Meier
He quietly said, “I love you too.” Then he smiled. “I really love you. I really missed you.”
“Better.”
He took a step toward her. “I want to kiss you senseless.”
She took a step toward him. “I’m listening.”
“And make love until we’re exhausted.”
She laughed. “With two kids who are going to be wearing us out every day, that’s not very ambitious.”
He put his arms around her waist and she raised his to his neck. “Ah, but those two kids have a grandmother in Atlanta who wants to take them for two weeks in November.”
“Sounds like a honeymoon.”
He kissed her. “Exactly.”
They stared into each other’s eyes for several seconds, then his head lowered slowly and he kissed her again. His lips caressed hers with a tenderness that told her a million times over how much he had missed her.
When the kiss ended, he bumped his forehead to hers. “I’m sorry.”
“For?”
“For taking so long to think it all through.”
“That’s okay. That only makes you human.”
“You see, that’s one of the things I love about you. You let me be me.”
She smiled into his eyes. “And you let me be me.”
He laughed. There was a light tap at the door and Phil said, “Everything okay in there?”
Mac opened his mouth, but Ellie pressed a finger to his lips. “Let me handle this one.” She glanced over Mac’s shoulder at the door. “Get lost, Phil.”
A loud clearing of Phil’s throat let them know he hadn’t gotten lost. “Excuse me?”
“You heard the lady. She said, get lost, Phil.”
“But—”
Ellie laughed and said, “Go check the perimeter.”
“Very good, sir… Um, ma’am.”
They waited a few seconds and when Phil didn’t say anything else, they broke into gales of laughter.
Mac hugged her and said, “I think you’re going to be very good at this.”
“There are a lot of other things that I’m actually a lot better at.” She pressed a kiss to his neck, then ran her tongue to his ear and whispered a delightful suggestion.
Mac pulled away. “Here? Now?”
The anticipation in his voice made her laugh again. “This might be the one perk of having a live-in nanny and six bodyguards. Not to mention a yard full of friends. I’m pretty sure they can occupy the kids for an hour.”
Mac laughed, scooped her off her feet and headed for the master suite.
She stopped him. “I’m guessing one of the guest rooms is prettier than your master suite.”
He considered that. “Probably.”
“I don’t want the first time we make love to be in that ugly red-and-gold thing you call a bedroom.”
He changed directions. “Agreed.”
Ellie smiled. They did agree. About nearly everything. And disagreed about enough to keep life interesting.
That was the real bottom line. She’d love this guy for the rest of her life because she knew there’d never be a dull moment.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-6455-1
MAID FOR THE SINGLE DAD
First North American Publication 2010.
Copyright © 2010 by Linda Susan Meier.
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