himself. If it weren’t for my quick reflexes, he would have puked on your couch, too.”
Her hand flies to her face, and she closes her eyes. “Oh my god, I am so sorry. I can’t believe that happened. I don’t have any shirts that would fit you, but we can toss it in the washer if you want.”
“Nah,” I say with a smile. “I have an extra set of clothes in the back of my car for times like this.”
“Because a baby throwing up all over you is something that happens on a regular basis?” she asks sarcastically.
I laugh again. “No, smart-ass. But I never know when I’m going to be called to babysit my nieces and nephews or when I’ll see a random kids’ soccer game and want to stop and play for a while.”
“Ah. So you have your play clothes in the trunk of your car,” she jokes.
“Exactly.”
She picks up her purse and digs through it, looking for something. “Why don’t you go down to the car while I make sure Katie is settled. I’ll meet you there in just a couple of minutes. Will that work?”
I drop my hands and put them on my hips, making sure to flex my abs in the process. She looks up from her purse and stills when she sees the new position I’m in. I’m just messing with her, but it’s fun to see her reactions. She playfully glowers at me, like she knows what I’m doing and it won’t impress her for long. Which, of course, just makes it more fun for me to keep doing it.
“Sure. I’m the black Range Rover.”
All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude.
This is gonna be fun.
I lean over the wall, dangling my arm in water up to my forearm. I’m waiting for a stingray to swim by, but I’m also avoiding Daniel’s eyes. Ever since I came into the living room to find him shirtless, I’ve been getting vibes from him. The kind of vibes that signal a very strong attraction between two people. I’m not sure if it’s because he caught me staring at him or if it’s because of my shorts. They’re pretty short. Either way, it’s becoming more and more obvious that we aren’t just attracted to each other’s personalities. I haven’t felt attraction like this in a long time. If I’m being truthful, it makes me a little nervous.
What if I like him more than he likes me?
What if he only wants to get in my pants?
I put the obnoxious girly thoughts out of my head. I’ve never had thoughts like these before about any guy. I’ve always known I’m worth more than what I offer a guy in bed. It must be the lack of sleep catching up with me.
I squeal as the baby stingray avoids my hand completely and glides right by, flapping his wing and splashing me with water.
Daniel throws his head back and laughs. “You keep falling for it.”
I pat the water out of my eye. “I know. He’s a sneaky one. I keep waiting for one of his friends to come by and let me touch his belly.”
Nestled smack in the middle of Houston, you wouldn’t think there would be a lot to do at the Downtown Aquarium, but there is. There are thousands of tanks filled with various forms of sealife… everything from sharks to eels to jellyfish. There’s even a white tiger and carnival rides. It’s a blast. But my favorite is the stingray exhibit.
There are hundreds of baby stingrays in the pool. They’ve all been hand-raised and are friendly, so you can pet them. That is, when they aren’t being ornery.
I stick my hand back in the water, noticing Daniel’s look of amusement. “Just a few more minutes, I promise,” I say, trying to keep an eye on my rebellious friend before I get splashed again.
“Take all the time you want,” he replies, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. “I’m entertained watching you be entertained.”
“I think they’re fascinating,” I say as I wiggle my fingers a little. “They’re so soft, and they have these little personalities. Like my friend over there.” I nod toward a different section of the pool, where a
Her hand flies to her face, and she closes her eyes. “Oh my god, I am so sorry. I can’t believe that happened. I don’t have any shirts that would fit you, but we can toss it in the washer if you want.”
“Nah,” I say with a smile. “I have an extra set of clothes in the back of my car for times like this.”
“Because a baby throwing up all over you is something that happens on a regular basis?” she asks sarcastically.
I laugh again. “No, smart-ass. But I never know when I’m going to be called to babysit my nieces and nephews or when I’ll see a random kids’ soccer game and want to stop and play for a while.”
“Ah. So you have your play clothes in the trunk of your car,” she jokes.
“Exactly.”
She picks up her purse and digs through it, looking for something. “Why don’t you go down to the car while I make sure Katie is settled. I’ll meet you there in just a couple of minutes. Will that work?”
I drop my hands and put them on my hips, making sure to flex my abs in the process. She looks up from her purse and stills when she sees the new position I’m in. I’m just messing with her, but it’s fun to see her reactions. She playfully glowers at me, like she knows what I’m doing and it won’t impress her for long. Which, of course, just makes it more fun for me to keep doing it.
“Sure. I’m the black Range Rover.”
All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude.
This is gonna be fun.
I lean over the wall, dangling my arm in water up to my forearm. I’m waiting for a stingray to swim by, but I’m also avoiding Daniel’s eyes. Ever since I came into the living room to find him shirtless, I’ve been getting vibes from him. The kind of vibes that signal a very strong attraction between two people. I’m not sure if it’s because he caught me staring at him or if it’s because of my shorts. They’re pretty short. Either way, it’s becoming more and more obvious that we aren’t just attracted to each other’s personalities. I haven’t felt attraction like this in a long time. If I’m being truthful, it makes me a little nervous.
What if I like him more than he likes me?
What if he only wants to get in my pants?
I put the obnoxious girly thoughts out of my head. I’ve never had thoughts like these before about any guy. I’ve always known I’m worth more than what I offer a guy in bed. It must be the lack of sleep catching up with me.
I squeal as the baby stingray avoids my hand completely and glides right by, flapping his wing and splashing me with water.
Daniel throws his head back and laughs. “You keep falling for it.”
I pat the water out of my eye. “I know. He’s a sneaky one. I keep waiting for one of his friends to come by and let me touch his belly.”
Nestled smack in the middle of Houston, you wouldn’t think there would be a lot to do at the Downtown Aquarium, but there is. There are thousands of tanks filled with various forms of sealife… everything from sharks to eels to jellyfish. There’s even a white tiger and carnival rides. It’s a blast. But my favorite is the stingray exhibit.
There are hundreds of baby stingrays in the pool. They’ve all been hand-raised and are friendly, so you can pet them. That is, when they aren’t being ornery.
I stick my hand back in the water, noticing Daniel’s look of amusement. “Just a few more minutes, I promise,” I say, trying to keep an eye on my rebellious friend before I get splashed again.
“Take all the time you want,” he replies, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. “I’m entertained watching you be entertained.”
“I think they’re fascinating,” I say as I wiggle my fingers a little. “They’re so soft, and they have these little personalities. Like my friend over there.” I nod toward a different section of the pool, where a
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