Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) by Laylah Roberts (good book club books txt) 📗

Bubbles. It smelled a bit spicy, which was weird, but the bubbles it created were excellent.

“It’s okay, I’m covered by bubbles.”

“Bubbles?” The door opened and he walked in. “Did you bring bubble bath with you?”

He set the clothes on the counter and grinned down at her, his arms crossed over his chest. “Wouldn’t have pegged you for a bubble bath girl.”

“There’s nothing wrong with a good bubble bath, as you’d know,” she said slyly. “Since I used your bubble bath stuff.”

He straightened. “Mine?”

She pointed at the bathroom cabinet. “It was in there. Hope you don’t mind.”

Opening the cupboard, he drew it out, groaning. There was a tinge of red in his cheeks. Darn, that was really quite cute. Big guy could blush.

“Kiesha is the worst at gift giving.”

“Oh, so you’ve never used it?”

That blush deepened and she giggled. She paused at the sound. Since when did she giggle?

“I might have tried it out.” The red faded from his cheeks as he stared down at her with heat in his eyes. “Of course, I’d be more willing to use it if you were in the bubble bath.”

“Ed!” she cried.

“What? Just the truth. You, me, naked in a bath filled with bubbles.”

“Not happening.”

“Never say never.”

She groaned.

He was incorrigible. “I’m going to make some dinner. Any requests?”

“I don’t know. Something light. Soup?”

He crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re low on iron. You should be eating protein.”

“Maybe. Just my stomach is still a bit funny.” It wasn’t a lie, it was feeling upset.

He nodded. “Soup it is. I want you to leave this door open so I can hear you if you cry out.”

“I’m not going to call out for you.”

“Actually, I should get your phone then you can call me when you want out. I’ll come and help you. Don’t want you getting dizzy, slipping and hitting your head.”

“You are not helping me out of the bath.”

“I won’t look.”

“Still not happening.”

Leaning back against the counter, he crossed his arms. “All right, I’ll just wait.”

“For what?”

“Until you’re ready to get out. Then I can be right here if you need help. I’ll turn my back.”

He turned around.

“You can see everything through the mirror!”

He turned back around. “Would it make you feel better if I was naked too?”

What was up with him? She’d seen his protective side, his bossy side, his authoritative side, his sexy side. But this playful part of him. This was different.

And dangerous.

He could make her weak.

Or maybe he could help make you the strongest you’ve ever been.

“Those are some serious thoughts, Georgie-girl. Want to tell me what you’re thinking?”

“I didn’t really think any of this through, coming here. Because of a kiss. Because you made me feel safe. How foolish was that?”

Although there was a part of her that wouldn’t mind living here in this crazy town.

He walked forward and knelt down next to the bath. “It’s not foolish at all. You took a chance. It’s scary putting yourself out there. Let you in on a secret?”

She nodded.

“I’m scared too.”

He didn’t act scared. He seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing. But she relaxed slightly at his admission.

“Now, before all those bubbles disappear and I start getting lustful intentions that you’re not ready for, how about we get you out and back into bed?”

“Lustful intentions? Really?”

“What?”

She shook her head. “Doesn’t matter. I should have expected that sort of expression from a man who says woo.”

“Are you getting mouthy with me, brat?” He shook his head. “The youth of today.”

“And how old are you?”

“Forty-nine.”

“Wow. You look good for an old man. And you’ve got barely any gray hair. Kind of a miracle, really. Mind you, it is getting a bit thin on top, isn’t it?”

“Why you little . . .” He reached out and started tickling her. She screamed with laughter. She was extremely ticklish.

Finally, he drew back, staring down at her. He swallowed heavily. Her breath heaved in and out, partly breathless because of laughter. Partly because of the look in his eyes. Like he wanted to devour her.

Darn it. She pressed her thighs together, feeling her clit throbbing.

Lustful intentions, indeed.

She had her arm over her breasts, hiding the scars there from him. But his gaze snagged on her arm and his jaw tightened.

He cleared her throat. “I know you’re not ready for anything more. So how about we get you out of there and back into bed?”

She nodded her head, not feeling capable of words right then. As he turned away, she was certain he muttered the words, fuck me. He returned with a huge fluffy towel.

“Do you need help standing?”

“No, I’ve got it.”

He held the towel up and turned his head.

“Close your eyes.” She didn’t want him spotting her other scars. She wasn’t ready to explain them.

He closed his eyes and she stood, grabbing the towel. Once it was wrapped around her, he picked her up and lifted her out of the bath. Then to her shock, he dragged her close, pressing his hard cock against her stomach. Then he kissed her. It was hot. Hungry. Delicious.

“Damn, Georgie. Just damn.”

“What is it?”

“Do you need help getting dressed?” His voice sounded almost strangled.

“No, I’ll be fine.”

“Sit down to get dressed. I’ve got to go heat up some soup.” He quickly left.

Wow. For a big guy he sure could move fast.

Ed leaned back against the wall and reached in to adjust his aching cock. He really wished he had the time to take a shower. Because he was in fucking pain. Being so close to her naked body without touching and tasting his fill was harder than he’d thought it would be.

All he’d wanted to do was sit her on that counter and devour her. To kneel between those pale thighs and eat her out. Then turn her around, press her against the counter and fuck her into oblivion.

Fuck. Having her here was a definite test of his control.

19

“Damn it.”

“Something wrong?” she asked him as he finished up a call.

“Yeah. I’ve got to go into