Holidays with the Walker Brothers (Alluring Indulgence #4)(28)
Author: Nicole Edwards

“Hmm.”

“Hmm? What does that mean?”

“It means I’m thinking about it.”

“Well, why don’t I just put you out of your misery,” he whispered.

He loved the way her blue eyes widened, her pink lips parting as she stared up at him. Even with fifty years of marriage behind them, he still loved that he could turn her on like that. The way her eyes twinkled, her breathing increased ever so subtly.

And she was just as pretty now as she was when he married her. It wasn’t surprising that he could still remember that day. Remembered how nervous he was. How stunning she was. Even how excited her mother had been that she was marrying Glenn Walker’s oldest son. Lorrie had been too young to marry him at the time, but Curtis had wanted her with a passion he’d never known before. He had been so deep in love back then. Even more so now.

He smiled over at her.

“Well?” she said with a smile. “I’m waiting.”

Moving even closer, Curtis crowded her against the end of the sofa, forcing her to lean back just a little. She set her e-reader down beside her as she did, freeing her hands up to touch him.

Once he had her right where he wanted her, Curtis pulled the surprise from behind his back and held it up above their heads. Lorrie’s gaze travelled up to the item in his hand and then back to his.

“Mistletoe?” She giggled sweetly.

“Damn straight,” he growled, moving in close. “You know what it means, right?”

The innocent expression on her face might’ve worked on him at one point, but not in a really, really long time.

“What does it mean?” she whispered softly.

Leaning in closer, Curtis used his free hand to cup her face, his thumb scraping gently over her bottom lip as he stared at her mouth.

“It means you’re mine for the night.”

Another giggle had his heart rate spiking.

“It does not,” she said thoughtfully. “One kiss is all you get.”

“Oh, hell no,” he argued. “I’ll go buy a damn bushel of this stuff if you think I only get one kiss.”

Lorrie grinned up at him, her hands sliding up his chest and around his neck as she pulled him closer.

“Oh, all right.”

God, he loved this woman.

♂♀

Kaleb

“Hey, baby,” Kaleb greeted Zoey when he found her sitting at her desk in their home office, typing away on her keyboard. “How’d it go at the mall today?”

Zoey grinned up at him over her shoulder. “Wonderful. V bought me chocolate.”

Kaleb laughed, then leaned down and kissed her gently on the mouth. Of all the things Zoey had craved throughout the pregnancy so far, chocolate was by far the most frequent thing she wanted. It was also the most normal thing she wanted.

“I’m glad. Find any of the gifts left on your list?”

“I actually did. Oh, wait!” she exclaimed before jumping out of her chair and heading out of the room in a flash.

Not sure where she was going, or what she was doing, he followed her down the hall and into the kitchen where she was rummaging through one of a dozen bags sitting in the exact spot their dinner would be sitting in the next half hour. Then again, the only way dinner would be there was if Kaleb cooked because he was pretty sure it was his night to do so.

While she dug through her purchases, he rummaged through the refrigerator, looking for something to make.

“Look!” she squealed from behind him.

Closing the refrigerator door slowly, he turned around and saw the light blue outfit she was holding up in front of her with the words “Daddy’s Lil’ Pardner” written across the front. He grinned like a fool as he moved closer, fingering the soft fabric. It was so tiny.

A little over seven months into her pregnancy and Zoey was beside herself with excitement and it showed in every single thing she did. Granted, Kaleb was known to beam with pride anytime he had the opportunity to talk about their unborn child. Just a few more weeks and they’d be parents. Even though everyone continued to tell them they needed to sleep while they still had the chance, Kaleb couldn’t wait.

“Cute,” he said with a grin.

“Cute?” Zoey asked, her hands dropping to her hips, the outfit dangling from his fingertips. “That’s all you got, Kaleb Walker?”

No, it wasn’t all…

“What else did you want me to say?” he asked, lowering his voice as he set the clothes on top of the bag she’d retrieved it from before moving closer to her.

Zoey’s eyes widened, probably in response to the predatory gleam in his eyes. Whatever it took, he thought to himself.