“Oh, I think I do.”
“Look, Daddy is kissing Nowa!”
Grayson laughs.
“Are you two gonna do that all the time?” Jack asks.
Sorry, I mouth, pulling away. “Sorry, Jack.”
He shrugs. “I don’t mind you kissing Dad. It’s just gross, and I don’t wanna see it.”
“Do you have cooties?” Emma asks.
“Emma, don’t talk with food in your mouth.”
“Sorry, Daddy!”
Emma’s words are forgotten as she concentrates on eating her food.
“What’re you guys going to do the rest of the afternoon?” Grayson asks.
“Nora’s gonna let us play out back,” Jack announces.
Grayson looks at me.
“I talked to Bo earlier, and he said he doesn’t see a reason the kids can’t be outside.”
“The photographers are gone?”
“There are two left. I think Bo and his crew are going to leave sometime tomorrow.”
Grayson nods. “I’ll finish up what I’m doing and come outside with you guys.”
“You don’t have to do that. We’ll be fine.”
“I know you will, but I want to.”
“The kids are fast asleep,” Grayson tells me as he emerges from their bedrooms. “You wore them out today.”
I smile proudly. “That was the plan.”
Suddenly I’m in Grayson’s arms, and he’s carrying me through the house. We walk out the front door, down to the shop, and he doesn’t stop until he sets me on the hood of the red Chevelle.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you want you want.” Hands on the hood, he pins me against the car and runs his nose up the length of my neck.
“What about the kids?”
He unclips a monitor from his belt loop and sets it on the floor. When he turns back to me, his eyes are on fire.
“Now tell me more about this fantasy of yours.”
I lean back, turning my head to the side to give him better access to my neck. His lips suck and nibble down my collarbone and along the swells of my breasts. I close my eyes and will him to rip my top off and suck my nipples into his mouth.
“Nora?”
“Hmm?”