I sighed as I looked over at Connor. “Are you still being pissy because I said he was hot?”
He wouldn’t look at me, and he had a smirk on his face.
“You’re lucky you’re holding Julia, because if you weren’t—”
“If I weren’t what, Ellery?”
“Oh nothing.” I smiled as I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room to get Julia’s blanket.
Before I knew it, Connor had followed me. He laid Julia down on her blanket that was on the floor and looked at me.
“If I weren’t, what?” He smiled as he began moving towards me.
I started to back up as I bit down on my bottom lip. Once again, his look, his walk, his whole demeanor, I knew all too well. I ran up the stairs, but before I could make it to the top, Connor grabbed me from behind and carried me back down.
“Now, tell me again what you were going to do to me if I wasn’t holding Julia?” he whispered in a sexy voice that sent shivers down my spine.
His grip on me was tight, and he wouldn’t let me go. I didn’t want him to let me go. When he held me, I felt safe from the world and all my worries disappeared. He put me down but continued to hold me from behind. I could tell he didn’t want to let go as he buried his face into my neck. Finally, I broke the silence.
“Everything’s going to be okay, baby,” I whispered as I freed my arm and brought my hand to the back of his head.
Unedited and subject to change ~ Copyright 2013 ~ Sandi Lynn