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He stood. “Hey, I’m gonna hit the bathroom. You okay?”
Her smile knocked his socks off. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll round up Matt so we can head home.”
It was then he realized the restaurant had started stacking chairs on top of tabletops. He glanced down at his watch. 11:00. Holy crap! They’d been here for four hours. It had only seemed like a couple. Time really did fly w hen a guy was having fun .
He hurried to the bathroom, did his business and headed back to find Shayne and Matt waiting by the front door, their heads together.
“You need to go for it, Mom.”
“Go for what?” Ricky asked, smile firmly in place.
They jumped apart, looking guilty as sin.
Matt waggled his eyebrows. “Ya know, it .”
Shayne cuffed him in the back of the head and turned a thousand exquisite shades of pink. Matt raced out the door, his amusement trailing behind him. Ricky fell into step next to her and put an arm around her waist, guiding her into his side.
“Sometimes I just don’t know about that kid. And I’m his mother.”
Ricky chuckled. “He just wants to see you happy.”
“And in his twelve-year-old mind, he thinks getting laid will do that. How warped is that? I’m his mother !”
Again Ricky couldn’t help but laugh. “If getting laid would make you happy, I’d be more than happy to help you with that.”
She hip-ch ecked him and stumbled away , giggl ing until she da bb ed at the corners of her eyes.
The drive back to their house was quiet. Matt had slumped against the door in the backseat. Ricky doubted he was asleep, even though he so obviously tried to pretend. Ricky held onto Shayne’s hand, but neither of them said anything. He wished he knew what kinds of thoughts tromped through her beautiful head. He hoped someday he would be able to read her like a book.
As he pulled into the parking garage, she reached over the seat and jiggled Matt. He sat up, rubbed his eyes and yawned. A lit tle too wide .
The three of them got on the elevator and only the ridiculous soft music filled the silence. They strolled down the hall, Shayne’s hand once again firmly held in his. Butterflies flitted in his stomach. Although he’d kissed Shayne before, a goo dnight kiss differed and held a certain amount of importance .
Shayne slipped the key into the lock and Matt raced inside. He plopped down on the couch to take off his shoes. “Thanks for taking me with you guys. I had a really great time.” He yanked off his sock. “I can’t believe how good I hit the ball. You’re a really great teacher, Ricky.”
Holding the World Series trophy couldn’t have made him feel more victorious than the kudos just given him by Shayne’s son. He walked over and held up his knuckles. “You did real good, Matt.” The solid bump of fists warmed Ricky’s heart. “I’m glad you decided to come with us.”
“Me, too.” He flopped back on the couch and flipped the TV on.
“U h- uh, young man.” Shayne pointed down the hall. “Bed. Now.”
Matt hmmphed , but the TV went off and he sulked away. “Night, Ricky.”
“Night, man.”
As soon as the kid’s door closed, she stepped closer to Ricky. His heart hit the back of his throat, his pulse racing. She held out her hand. He took it, shaking it slowly, letting the W hat the hell ? go unspoken. She entwined their fingers.
“I had a really great time today.”
He wrapped his other arm around her waist and brought her in nice and tight. “Me, too. Best date I’ve ever had.”
The stretch she pulled brought her lips close. He leaned down to capture them. She had other plans though. As soon as they met, she dropped back down , breaking the contact . Her hand burned his chest through his shirt. Surely she could feel the hammering going on beneath his ribcage ‘cause he sure as hell could see her pulse thumping out a cadence at her temple.
“Well, thanks.” Her breathy gratitude told him more about her body’s reaction to him. She
He stood. “Hey, I’m gonna hit the bathroom. You okay?”
Her smile knocked his socks off. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll round up Matt so we can head home.”
It was then he realized the restaurant had started stacking chairs on top of tabletops. He glanced down at his watch. 11:00. Holy crap! They’d been here for four hours. It had only seemed like a couple. Time really did fly w hen a guy was having fun .
He hurried to the bathroom, did his business and headed back to find Shayne and Matt waiting by the front door, their heads together.
“You need to go for it, Mom.”
“Go for what?” Ricky asked, smile firmly in place.
They jumped apart, looking guilty as sin.
Matt waggled his eyebrows. “Ya know, it .”
Shayne cuffed him in the back of the head and turned a thousand exquisite shades of pink. Matt raced out the door, his amusement trailing behind him. Ricky fell into step next to her and put an arm around her waist, guiding her into his side.
“Sometimes I just don’t know about that kid. And I’m his mother.”
Ricky chuckled. “He just wants to see you happy.”
“And in his twelve-year-old mind, he thinks getting laid will do that. How warped is that? I’m his mother !”
Again Ricky couldn’t help but laugh. “If getting laid would make you happy, I’d be more than happy to help you with that.”
She hip-ch ecked him and stumbled away , giggl ing until she da bb ed at the corners of her eyes.
The drive back to their house was quiet. Matt had slumped against the door in the backseat. Ricky doubted he was asleep, even though he so obviously tried to pretend. Ricky held onto Shayne’s hand, but neither of them said anything. He wished he knew what kinds of thoughts tromped through her beautiful head. He hoped someday he would be able to read her like a book.
As he pulled into the parking garage, she reached over the seat and jiggled Matt. He sat up, rubbed his eyes and yawned. A lit tle too wide .
The three of them got on the elevator and only the ridiculous soft music filled the silence. They strolled down the hall, Shayne’s hand once again firmly held in his. Butterflies flitted in his stomach. Although he’d kissed Shayne before, a goo dnight kiss differed and held a certain amount of importance .
Shayne slipped the key into the lock and Matt raced inside. He plopped down on the couch to take off his shoes. “Thanks for taking me with you guys. I had a really great time.” He yanked off his sock. “I can’t believe how good I hit the ball. You’re a really great teacher, Ricky.”
Holding the World Series trophy couldn’t have made him feel more victorious than the kudos just given him by Shayne’s son. He walked over and held up his knuckles. “You did real good, Matt.” The solid bump of fists warmed Ricky’s heart. “I’m glad you decided to come with us.”
“Me, too.” He flopped back on the couch and flipped the TV on.
“U h- uh, young man.” Shayne pointed down the hall. “Bed. Now.”
Matt hmmphed , but the TV went off and he sulked away. “Night, Ricky.”
“Night, man.”
As soon as the kid’s door closed, she stepped closer to Ricky. His heart hit the back of his throat, his pulse racing. She held out her hand. He took it, shaking it slowly, letting the W hat the hell ? go unspoken. She entwined their fingers.
“I had a really great time today.”
He wrapped his other arm around her waist and brought her in nice and tight. “Me, too. Best date I’ve ever had.”
The stretch she pulled brought her lips close. He leaned down to capture them. She had other plans though. As soon as they met, she dropped back down , breaking the contact . Her hand burned his chest through his shirt. Surely she could feel the hammering going on beneath his ribcage ‘cause he sure as hell could see her pulse thumping out a cadence at her temple.
“Well, thanks.” Her breathy gratitude told him more about her body’s reaction to him. She
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