Page 101 of Drive Me Wild
“But in all seriousness, AlphaVite is a strong team. I’ve always had a lot of respect and admiration for them, and I’m ready for a new challenge. I’m excited to work with David Green. And Lucas, of course.”
“How do you feel about leaving McAllister?” someone else asks.
Josie intertwines her fingers with mine and gives my hand a hand a quick squeeze. Taking a deep breath, I say, “They were my dad’s team, and getting to race with them the past few years has been an honor. I’m extremely proud of everything we’ve achieved together.”
This time, I give Josie’s hand a squeeze. “McAllister also introduced me to the love of my life, and while I’m forever grateful for that, I’m ready to build my own legacy, with her, both on the track and off.”
EPILOGUE
JOSIE
Twelve years later…
Open-mouthed kisses maketheir way down from my neck to my chest. Theo rocks his body against mine, his hardness rubbing against my core through our thin pajamas.
We both freeze at the soft knock at the door.Eloise. If it were one of the boys, they wouldn’t bother with knocking, but Eloise is a rule-follower. How a little girl so polite and proper shares genes with my in-your-face husband is truly a mystery.
“Have kids, they said…” I laugh under my breath. “It’ll be fun, they said.”
Groaning quietly, Theo rolls off me before adjusting himself through his sweatpants. “Later?”
“It’s a date.” I wink as I pull the thin strap of my tank top back over my shoulder. “You can come in, darling. The door’s open.”
A moment later, her blonde curls appear in our doorframe. Besides the hair, she’s all Theo with her gorgeous blue eyes and easy smile. “You’re up!”
Theo glances down at his crotch and whispers, “Not anymore,” which has me elbowing him in the side.
Patting the empty spot between us in bed, I say, “How’d you sleep, lovely?”
“Good.” She scrambles up into the bed, burrowing between us. “Look, Mum! I found a new bracelet. It even buzzes.”
I glance down and nearly pass out at the sight of her new “bracelet.”I’m going to kill my mother.
“Is it sparkly, Lou Lou?” Theo asks, leaning over to get a look. The poor bloke is still under the impression she’s about to show him some of the costume jewelry Aunt Charlotte got her.
“Isn’t it pretty?” Eloise holds up her arm to show him the bright blue vibrating cock ring she’s wearing as an accessory. It’s untouched and unused, but that doesn’t make it any better.
You’d think by now my mum would quit giving us things to spice up our sex life, but nope. The cock ring is the last gift of many that we’ve received at family brunches throughout the years. At least she has the courtesy to put her “special surprises” in gift bags, so I don’t have to explain what they are to my three impressionable young children.Or so I thought.
“Oh my God,” Theo chokes out. His face flushes a shade so red, I momentarily worry he’s stopped breathing. “Can I see that?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer before he slides the cock ring off her wrist, clicking the button on top to stop the vibrating. “This is actually Mummy’s bracelet, Lou Lou. It’s very special to her, so I’m going to put it away so we don’t accidentally break it, okay?”
She sticks out her lower lip in disappointment. “But you said caring is sharing. So youhaveto share the bracelet with me. Those are the rules.”
“Christ Almighty,” Theo murmurs under his breath as she throws our parenting rules back at us. “Do you want some ice cream? I’ll even give you extra gummy bears on top.” It’s a fair offer to distract her from the confiscated ‘bracelet’.
“Crew likes ice cream,” Eloise announces in a serious voice. Well, as serious as a four-year-old can be. “It’s his favorite. Vanilla with sprinkles and Oreos on top. He told me so.”
Theo shoots me an unhappy look. Eloise’s infatuation with Ella and Blake’s eight-year-old son Crew is adorably cute to me, but horrendous to him. It doesn’t help that Crew’s a carbon copy of Blake—down to the broody attitude—although he always goes out of his way to include Eloise whenever we get together.
“Can we invite him for ice cream?” Eloise asks. She tilts her head and smiles at Theo, knowing that usually has him melting at her every request.
“He’s on holiday with his family,” I remind her.
“Oh.” Her brows furrow together in worry. “But he’s coming back, right?”
“Unfortunately,” Theo mumbles under his breath.
