Lilly beams. “You’re welcome.”
“While you’re delivering messages, why don’t you let Uncle Brayden know that Molly can’t keep her eyes off him and he should be a man and stop ignoring her.”
Ellie smacks my arm. “Levi!”
Lilly wrinkles her nose. “You want them to kiss, don’t you?”
I shrug. “Uncle Brayden is a little stressed. A kiss could do him some good.”
Lilly sighs. “If you say so.” Then she scampers across the room to Brayden.
“You play dirty,” Ellie says, looping her arms behind my neck.
“Oh yeah.” I cradle her ass in my hands and pull her close. “So I guess the only question is, are you the kind of woman who’s going to stand here eye-fucking me all night and then go home alone? Or are you the kind who’s going to meet me in the kitchen and let me show you just how dirty I can be?”
A blush creeps up her neck and into her cheeks. “Do you really have to ask?”