He runs around the warehouse giggling, then looks behind him to make sure she's not chasing him. "Don't make me call your daddy!"
Hayden freezes at her threat, smiling wide, then comes back.
"That's what I thought. Now hold the stroller and stay next to me. Don't need you gettin' run over by a tractor."
Harper shoves the diaper bag underneath. "I'm going to enjoy that extra glass of wine tonight."
"You deserve it, Mama."
I lean down and hold my hand up for a high five from Hayden. "Be good for your mommy, okay? I'll see you tomorrow. We can play tag during my break."
"Yay!" he squeals. Though the kids are there for most of the day, they stay busy in their play area. There's a kitchen set, tons of dolls and character figurines, dress-up clothes, and more. Oftentimes, I'll play with them during my lunch.
"See ya tomorrow!" I call out as I walk to my car, checking my phone.
I light up as soon as I see Kane's name on my screen.
Kane: My cock is still hard thinking about the way you sucked me off. Fuck, it's throbbing.
Ivy: I can still taste your come in my mouth.
Kane: Goddamn, don't tell me that. Now I need to go jerk off in the shower.
Ivy: I just got off work. Maybe I can help you out with that?
Kane: I really fucking wish you could. I'm stuck here waiting for another mare. The guy is an hour late, but Knox won't let us leave until she's boarded.
Ivy: Hmm...too bad. I guess I'll have to whip out Winston tonight.
Kane: As long as you think about me when you're getting yourself off.
Ivy: Don't worry, I always do.
Kane: Send me a picture after. I wanna see.
Ivy: See what exactly?
Kane: Your juices on the vibrator. Tease me with your come that I'm dying to taste.
God, this man is going to make me explode right here in my car.
Ivy: I'll even send you a pic of my soaking wet panties when I get home.
Kane: Jesus Christ.
I giggle, knowing how turned on he must be.
Ivy: Talk soon, Cowboy ;)
CHAPTER TWELVE
KANE
We've been busting our asses all day in this July heat, and the end of the workday is the first phone break I've had since breakfast.
I type a text response to Ivy. I’m still thinking about that wet panties picture she texted me three days ago.
"What's up with you?" Knox nudges me.
"Whaddya mean?" I ask, then look up at him. He's giving me one of his goofy shit-eating grins.
"Well, who is she?" He leans over, trying to read my screen, but I quickly lock it before he can. "I expected you to be all mopey and depressed after you and Raelyn broke up, but since you aren't, I know you're seein' someone new. So what’s her name?"
"None of your damn business."
"Called it!" he shouts, pointing at Payton. "You owe me fifty bucks."
"What're you bettin' on?"
"That you were gettin' laid. You've been way too fuckin' chipper for my liking, so I just knew somethin' was up with ya."
His smug expression makes me want to punch his pretty-boy face, but I refrain. I don't need our father or grandma getting pissed at me for throwing my fist in his face again.
"Proof or I ain't payin' shit." Payton huffs, crossing his arms over his bulky chest.
"I didn't admit to nothin'," I explain.
"Gimme your phone, and I'll have all the proof I need," Knox taunts with his palm out.
"You really wanna see me sexting with your wife?"
As soon as the words come out, Knox charges me. I'm quick on my feet, though, and outrun him. I purposely riled him up so he'd stop asking questions about my goddamn personal life.
"Not fuckin' funny," he mutters, giving up and shaking his head.
Payton's doubled over, laughing. "Dude, I'd pay a hundred just to see that expression on Knox's face again."
"The only reason I'm not beating your ass right now is because we have family dinner tonight," Knox hisses. Mom invited everyone over, and she wouldn’t be happy if we were fighting.
"Oh calm down. I stopped jerkin' off to your wife two years ago."
Technically, Hadleigh was my best friend before Knox came in, and they fell in love. I'd wanted her for years, but we realized we were better as friends. That doesn't mean I don't enjoy giving my brother shit about it every chance I get. Especially since I know he's overprotective and acts like a caveman anytime I mention Hadleigh.
"You're a sick fuck," Payton says with a laugh.
I shrug because the plan to get Knox off my ass worked. He doesn't need to know his sister-in-law sends me pics of her soaked panties, and I got off to them. Honestly, Ivy's sexting game is on fire and gives me something to look forward to every day. That alone would've sealed the deal if I wasn't already crazy about her.