Hell, neither did he…at least not with her.
“Mark, stop! It might be a little while. Why? It’s none of your business. Don’t you dare bring Dad into this. You’ll see me when I get there. Goodbye. No, no… I’m hanging up now.” She hit the end button, took a deep breath and turned around. She frowned when she saw his clothes.
“I take it your sister-in-law left that yesterday.” He nodded toward the purse.
“Yeah, but I don’t need to leave right this second. Will, at least let me…” She looked pointedly at the bulge in his jeans. “It’s not fair that I…and…you’re…”
“Stop.” He reached out and pulled her to him. “Soon, Emma. We’ll finish this. Don’t worry ‘bout me right now.”
“But—”
He silenced her with a kiss, sliding his hands around to cup her ass. Grinding his erection against her, he groaned. Get out now, before all your good intentions go up in smoke.
“I’ll call you.” He gave her another quick peck and moved to the door. “Think of me.”
She nodded, lifting her fingers to her lips as she watched him leave.
* * * *
Emma pulled through the gates and drove up the long driveway to her family’s home. Frustration and anger filled her. Why couldn’t Mark have waited a couple hours to call? Why had she even answered? She could’ve let voicemail pick up, but no, she had to answer and ruin things.
Parking the car in front of the wide stone steps, she rested her forehead against the steering wheel. Images of Will filled her mind. How he looked when he touched her. When she touched him. Remembering the way his eyes had drifted closed as she slid her tongue over his cock. And, damn, he’d tasted fantastic.
She straightened and grabbed the purse on the seat next to her before getting out of the car and heading into the large house. Matt was coming down the open staircase as she came in.
“Hey, Em, what’s up?”
“Returning this.” She held the purse up. “Jeannette left it at my place yesterday when she picked the girls up. And apparently she or Mark couldn’t be bothered to come get it themselves.”
He raised an eyebrow. “So you ran it on over.”
“Obviously. Why are you here?”
“Just going over some things with Mark for work.” He studied her for a moment. “Em, there’s nothing wrong with telling them no.”
She rolled her eyes. “Don’t you start on me, too. I get enough of that from my friends. I know I can tell them no, but then they keep pushing. It’s just easier… Hell, I don’t know. I’m a wimp.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. Saying no gets easier with practice.” He glanced at his watch. “I should get going. I’ll see you on Friday?”
She smiled. “Yeah.”
He gave her a quick hug and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Night, Em.”
She watched him leave, took a deep breath, and turned to head up the stairs. She took a right and went down the hall to the wing Mark and his family occupied, following the sound of her older brother’s voice to the open sitting area.
“Finally.” Her sister-in-law jumped up and took the purse. “Oh thanks, Emma,” she added like an afterthought
“Next time, don’t expect me to just drop everything and run over.” She stared at Mark.
“It was important,” Mark insisted.
“Maybe I was doing something important.”
“Playing house with your boyfriend?” Jeannette teased with a smirk. “Mark told me about him.”
“It’s not any of your business, either of you,” Emma ground out between clenched teeth.
“We haven’t heard anything about you dating and find a guy at your house—after obviously spending the night. I don’t like it and I don’t think Dad would like it either.” Mark crossed his arms across his chest.
“You mean you haven’t run and tattled on me yet?” She glared at him. “You don’t have to like it. I’m an adult, and who I see or have over at my house is my business. Mine and mine alone.”
“How long have you been seeing
“Mark, stop! It might be a little while. Why? It’s none of your business. Don’t you dare bring Dad into this. You’ll see me when I get there. Goodbye. No, no… I’m hanging up now.” She hit the end button, took a deep breath and turned around. She frowned when she saw his clothes.
“I take it your sister-in-law left that yesterday.” He nodded toward the purse.
“Yeah, but I don’t need to leave right this second. Will, at least let me…” She looked pointedly at the bulge in his jeans. “It’s not fair that I…and…you’re…”
“Stop.” He reached out and pulled her to him. “Soon, Emma. We’ll finish this. Don’t worry ‘bout me right now.”
“But—”
He silenced her with a kiss, sliding his hands around to cup her ass. Grinding his erection against her, he groaned. Get out now, before all your good intentions go up in smoke.
“I’ll call you.” He gave her another quick peck and moved to the door. “Think of me.”
She nodded, lifting her fingers to her lips as she watched him leave.
* * * *
Emma pulled through the gates and drove up the long driveway to her family’s home. Frustration and anger filled her. Why couldn’t Mark have waited a couple hours to call? Why had she even answered? She could’ve let voicemail pick up, but no, she had to answer and ruin things.
Parking the car in front of the wide stone steps, she rested her forehead against the steering wheel. Images of Will filled her mind. How he looked when he touched her. When she touched him. Remembering the way his eyes had drifted closed as she slid her tongue over his cock. And, damn, he’d tasted fantastic.
She straightened and grabbed the purse on the seat next to her before getting out of the car and heading into the large house. Matt was coming down the open staircase as she came in.
“Hey, Em, what’s up?”
“Returning this.” She held the purse up. “Jeannette left it at my place yesterday when she picked the girls up. And apparently she or Mark couldn’t be bothered to come get it themselves.”
He raised an eyebrow. “So you ran it on over.”
“Obviously. Why are you here?”
“Just going over some things with Mark for work.” He studied her for a moment. “Em, there’s nothing wrong with telling them no.”
She rolled her eyes. “Don’t you start on me, too. I get enough of that from my friends. I know I can tell them no, but then they keep pushing. It’s just easier… Hell, I don’t know. I’m a wimp.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. Saying no gets easier with practice.” He glanced at his watch. “I should get going. I’ll see you on Friday?”
She smiled. “Yeah.”
He gave her a quick hug and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Night, Em.”
She watched him leave, took a deep breath, and turned to head up the stairs. She took a right and went down the hall to the wing Mark and his family occupied, following the sound of her older brother’s voice to the open sitting area.
“Finally.” Her sister-in-law jumped up and took the purse. “Oh thanks, Emma,” she added like an afterthought
“Next time, don’t expect me to just drop everything and run over.” She stared at Mark.
“It was important,” Mark insisted.
“Maybe I was doing something important.”
“Playing house with your boyfriend?” Jeannette teased with a smirk. “Mark told me about him.”
“It’s not any of your business, either of you,” Emma ground out between clenched teeth.
“We haven’t heard anything about you dating and find a guy at your house—after obviously spending the night. I don’t like it and I don’t think Dad would like it either.” Mark crossed his arms across his chest.
“You mean you haven’t run and tattled on me yet?” She glared at him. “You don’t have to like it. I’m an adult, and who I see or have over at my house is my business. Mine and mine alone.”
“How long have you been seeing
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