I bet he would. My p***y clenched at all the possibilities. I opened my eyes, and I realized he’d moved even closer. I tipped my head back to meet his gaze.
“Before we eat, could I have you, um, do something big and manly for me?”
Big and manly? Out of all the things that could be wrong with the house, why couldn’t there be a sinkhole?
Rand shot me a cocky grin. “Darlin’, I would love to do manly stuff for you. Show me what you need.”
It was the first thing that came to mind, besides sexy times. I felt even more stupid than before, but I couldn’t just say nevermind. “Come on.” I beckoned to him with a crook of my finger, heading out of the kitchen, sandwiches forgotten.
His smile was decidedly wolfish as he took off his hat, set it on the kitchen table as he followed. My n*****s react
