I’ll get dinner finished up.”
Standing, she wrapped her arms around him giving him a big hug. “I’m so glad you’re here. I really like you.”
His heart melted and he hugged her back. These kids had already stolen his love. There was no turning back.
****
The interview went well and Olivia was almost positive she had the job. She was excited yet scared to death. It had been so long since she worked. She would be doing reception work at a doctor’s office, and while it wasn’t the most glamorous job, she couldn’t believe it paid so well. The hours were perfect too.
As she let herself into the house, a wave of sadness come over her. It was one of the first nights that she hadn’t been home to tuck the girls in. She couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if Eric decided to ask for partial custody of them.
Pushing those thoughts deep into her mind, she found Jamie on the couch. His eyes were closed, and the TV was on low with some singing reality show on. Unable to stop herself, she brushed his dark hair from his forehead. His eyes opened and she moved her hand away.
“Sorry,” s he whispered.
He sat up as she came around and took a seat on the couch also.
Jamie rubbed his face. “No, I’m sorry for dozing off.”
“It’s fine. I do it often. If I’m lucky, I wake in time to at least sleep a few hours in my bed. Usually not, I hate sleeping in the big thing all by myself.”
“How did the interview go?” h e asked, rapidly changing the subject.
She shrugged and leaned back into the cushion. “Pretty sure I have the job. It will be a change, but I’m looking forward to it.”
He nodded, still groggy , but his gaze was locked on hers.
T he air felt thick between them. She was tempted to crawl over and climb into his lap and see if they could continue where they’d left off the other day. She wanted to explore each part of him. Each and every manly part about him.
“I guess I should get out of here.” He started to stand.
“I…” She didn’t want him to go. “Can you stay a little longer?”
He shook his head. “It’s not a good idea. You know that.”
Tears built in her eyes and she turned her face from him. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her emotional. Deep down she knew he was right, it was best for him to go. Yet she couldn’t help not wanting to be alone again.
She stood, turned off the TV, and started toward her bedroom as her tears threatened to gush out. “Lock up on your way out. I’ll let you know when I need you again.”
Not even glancing back, she entered her bedroom, closing her door slightly. Kicking off her heels, she undid the belt and dropped it to the floor. She then turned on the lamp next to the bed and felt a tear trickle as the light dimly lit the room.
Reaching behind her back, she cursed as she reached for the zipper. Damn, she forgot she had Morgan zip it up. She’d try the hanger trick she’d heard of. She turned to get a hanger, but then stopped.
“Let me help.”
“I thought you were leaving.”
“Turn around.” His tone demanding.
But she did as he asked. A big hand brushed hers away and slowly moved her zipper down until it stopped at her lower back. He pushed her dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor in a pile around her ankles. His palms rubbed along her lower back and then spun her around.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
Olivia stared up into Jamie’s face. His fingers lightly stroked the top of her bra.
As his eyes took her body in, she finally felt desirable. It had been a long time since she had even felt attractive. Yet the way his eyes devoured her, she knew he liked what he saw. That alone turned her on more than anything his finger was currently doing.
“I thought you said this wasn’t a good idea.” She chewed on her bottom lip
“It isn’t.” His palms rubbed her stomach, then up her sides. “You’re so soft.”
Jamie gripped her waist, picking her up and placing her