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card? His handwriting is outstanding!"
    Erin nodded again, closing her eyes as his hand cupped her ass and squeezed tenderly. She instantly felt the bloom of arousal; she rolled her hips against his leg. Her sex pulsed, demanding attention. Need for him rose quickly, his hands her only distraction.
    "Don't you like them?"
    Leo cleared his throat, his finger sliding along the crease of her bottom, continuing up her spine. It made her shiver delicately, he did it again. Erin squealed, trying to pull away, but his arm banded around her.
    "Don't you want me touching you now you've had your wicked way with me?" He asked.
    She slapped his chest, snorting when he feigned pain.
    "I think you had your way."
    "You were on top," he retorted childishly.
    "You're so funny… not! So are you going to answer me?"
    His fingers had begun toying with her breasts; his attention diverted once again. She couldn't deny he was certainly diverting hers, but it was important to her that he answered her question.
    "Hmm, what was the question again?"
    "Leo! Listen to me!" Erin pouted. "Did you like your surprise?"
    Leo's lips met hers, cutting off her complaint and stealing her breath. It was slow, erotic, and she didn't have to guess where it was heading.
    "The best surprise was you," he stated, moving his hand down her body to cup her sex. "Thank you."
    Erin melted against him, his words swelling her heart.
    The heart that now belonged to Leo.

Chapter 4

    They were going to have a date. Leo insisted, wanting to make them official. It would be in his apartment, with Joe sleeping in his bedroom, but Leo thought they needed one. There was no one he could trust to care for his son while he took Erin to a restaurant, so the date had to be in his apartment. He was determined to make it memorable, decorating the room with sweet smelling candles, covering the coffee table with a white sheet, and hoping Erin didn't think he was silly. He felt guilty for not dating Erin as he should. She'd laughed. They'd met under the strangest of circumstances and lack of dates didn't make it any less real.
    He'd bathed and settled Joe earlier than usual, trying to make sure he had enough time to clean up and cook dinner before Erin arrived. It didn't work out that way, because Joe just didn't settle. He wanted cuddling, rocking, and nuzzling to sleep. Leo grew impatient, though loved every moment of their time together. He felt foolish when he began to read him a story but did it anyway.
    By the time Joe was sleeping in the crib, Erin was pressing the buzzer downstairs. He looked down at his crumpled T-shirt and sweat pants, grimacing. He'd wanted it to be perfect, and he'd failed again. He hadn't even started the cooking. So mumbling to himself, he pressed the buzzer to open the front door of the store and began to empty the paper bag. He tried to be nonchalant when Erin stepped into the room, though one look at her had his pulse racing.
    She smiled at him, twisting her hips in a rather childish pose. She'd tied her hair up, much to his disappointment. It did, however expose her long, porcelain throat and accentuated the way her gray top dipped tantalizingly between her breasts. She also wore a skirt, and taking in her legs made his sweats tent.
    It appeared he was at the mercy of his hormones tonight.
    "Wow," he exclaimed softly, walking around the counter toward her.
    He didn't care if she saw his erection. She was the cause of it anyway. That skirt and those heels… She would be the death of him. Evil woman.
    She shrugged, placing a bottle of wine on the counter. "Thought I'd make the effort for you."
    "Well, you sure did that."
    He brought her against his body, skimming his hand up her thigh and almost groaning at the feel of her skin.
    "I missed you," he whispered, moving his hand to the front of her leg.
    "I missed you too."
    "I like the skirt," he continued. His stomach knotted with lust. He tried his best to ignore it; he didn't want this to be about sex. Erin