Everyone was squished around my kitchen island. We men were all standing as the women took the four available barstools while we enjoyed another home cooked meal courtesy of Momma and Papa Amatucci. I was willing to front the money to give them their own restaurant. Or just become my personal chefs. "Maria, Angelo, this was the best meal I've had in ages. Thank you so much for letting me join you," my mom said as the Amatucci kids cleared the table. She patted her belly. "My husband is going to be so jealous."Momma's eyes widened. "You must take a plate to him." She rose from her barstool and bustled around my kitchen. I was fairly certain she knew it better than I did and I'd lived here for the past five years. Mom came over, brushed a kiss to my cheek. "I'm going to steal your girl for a moment." She looked at Willow who nodded. They both moved over to the elevators. I kept an eye on them as I helped clear away the remaining plates and glasses from the improvised table. M
My eyelids fluttered open as my body made its need to relieve itself an annoyance I could no longer sublimate. I glared at the ceiling. Cursed my body for needing to pee and interrupt one of the best nights of sleep I'd had in ages. Ryker came out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam. A gray towel was hooked at his hips as stray beads of water slid down the ladder of his abs. A different part of my body woke up, chased away the urgency to pee. "Good morning, hero," I said, my voice froggy. He smiled. "Sweet fuck. That's it. We're getting married as soon as possible. One, I need to wake up to you every. Single. Morning. And two, Momma threatened me."I chuckled. "As long as Momma's threats are number two."He leaned down, caged my head between his hands. "Momma's threats aren't even a factor for me. I just figured I should mention them in the interest of full disclosure. You, cupcake, are all the reason I need." He pressed his mouth to mine. Minty freshness invaded my sen
I held the door open as Willow walked through into the show space of her bakery. It was still cheery, if a little distant, but I think it echoed its owner perfectly. My girl had up walls and they were unscalable unless she gave you access to the secret map. Luckily, I'd gotten to glimpse that map. And I'd stormed her battlements until I made her mine. She'd done the same to me, thank her goddess. Boring and normal. Normal and boring. This might be the hardest test we set for ourselves, but I had no hesitations that we were going to ace this test as well. We were meant to be. The other half of the coin. And every single other cliché known to mankind about soulmates. "You're not actually listening to me are you?" she said, a laugh in her voice.I grinned. "No. Sorry. Just ruminating on our awesomeness. What did you say?"She smiled. "At some point, I think I want to have a full service bakery. A little place where people can come in and hang out. Eat delicious baked goodies.
My pussy clenched. Crap, I probably should have given this more thought. He had a lot more experience than I did. My inner bitch flicked her hair. But we've got more experience with...baking. And what are we doing tonight? BAKING! We're going to bake enough treats to make the Amatucci soldiers need a diet program. Then we're going to tease our man until he begs. He'll come first and he'll finally know who holds the power in this relationship. This was in the bag. I smiled. Pushing up to my toes, I pressed my lips to his. His hands came around me, fingers biting into my hips. I moaned. Shit. He was playing dirty already. I wiggled out of his reach. Shook my finger at him. "That's dirty pool, Mr. Penn."His grin was all teeth. "I said nothing about playing a clean game, Ms. Chase."I raised a brow. "Then let the games begin." He groaned behind me as he followed me to the door. "We're either going to be dead or ...yeah, just dead tomorrow."I laughed as I waited for h
I hurried through the penthouse, cleaning up the various scattered piles of clothes that remained. I got the last shirt on a hanger as the public elevator doorbell rang. "Ha, ha, suck it!" I pumped my fist in the air. At least I'd won one game so far tonight.I rushed out to the entryway. Smiled as I saw all three of my girls come out together. "Perfect timing." I darted forward, grabbed bags of groceries and baking staples.Tali was dressed in her favorite yoga pants and sweatshirt. Her hair was up in the perfectly stylish messy bun that I was always jealous of. Her feet were stuffed into her I'm not leaving the house for anything but an emergency' slippers. She had another bag looped over her arm. "I've got the liquor. Hard and wine. When do we start?"I laughed and waved her in. "As soon as you can get a glass and the drinks poured.""Woohoo!" She passed by me. "Let's get our drink on."Nik slid in next. Her red hair was flowing down her shoulders, her face scrubbed clean
"Bet's to you, Penn," Rafe said around the end of his cigar. "Or are you going to pussy out again because you can't leave your phone alone?"I laid the device screen down on the table. Fought to clear my mind. Damn, I really had underestimated Willow's ability to seduce and tease. The picture she'd just sent me...I was going to make her recreate that photo. Naked except for an apron that barely covered the goods. And a splotch of frosting on her ass cheek. Only this time it would be my hand on her ass instead of a spatula slapping whipped sugar against that delicious flesh. Special edition cupcakes.I cleared my throat. "What's it at?"All five men growled. "Two hundred," Foster said. "If I'd known we were going to be playing such low stakes, I would have stayed at home."I snorted as I tossed in my chips. "Oh please. You're like the nerdy kid no one invites to the party. You jumped at the chance to be here."Foster glared at me, his dark eyebrows so at odds with his brigh
I disconnected and let out a soft scream. "Girls, I think we're all going to win tonight!" I danced in a small circle, pumped my fists in the air. When no one else joined me, I stopped and looked around. All I saw were bedroom eyes, flushed cheeks, and fidgeting. Even Tali. Ballbusting Tali was looking a little turned on. "What? No!" I stomped my foot. "This is so not fair. What did they say?"Nik looked away. Tali just smiled. Jessa's expression looked like she either witnessed a horrific accident or saw her personal god. The timer dinged, drawing my attention. I pouted all the way to the oven. The wave of heat that blasted me in the face mocked me. All my girls were getting their own boxes heated, and here I was, stuck pulling cupcakes from the mechanical box. It reminded me of the last eighteen months. Except this time I wanted to be turned on. My phone buzzed. I was tempted to ignore it. But I certainly wasn't going to get turned on baking by myself. That cal
I groaned. "Dammit.""She top you again?" Rafe asked. I nodded. "Fucking women.""Can I put my computer away yet? Taking pictures of all you isn't really how I saw this evening going. Not to mention lying to all of them with my wicked Photoshop skills."Turo and Nico just laughed. "At least we're not actually getting naked. Nor are we as hard as you've made us out to be."We all laughed. "I would be leaving. Dick does nothing for me," Mas announced. We all nodded. I shuddered. Nope. "And since we have abandoned any and all pretense to playing poker, I will be leaving anyway." Mas rose from his chair and gave a short wave. He was through the door and had it closed behind him without a sound. I looked at his brothers. "Seriously, does he have some kind of ninja blood in his DNA? Is he actually a voodoo priest? Into witchcraft? Did he meet the devil at a crossroads and exchange sound for his soul?"They all stared at me like I was an idiot. "The man moves and d