Page 94 of The Troublemaker
“I think he wants his daddy.”Holly gives me a smile.
“Okay.Okay.”Easton unbuckles him, and Tanner can’t get in his arms fast enough, wrapping his arms around Easton’s neck.
If I don’t get out of this room soon, I’m going to jump Easton in front of his kid and his mom.My forkfuls move faster, and I finish eating as quickly as I can.
“I was thinking we could try pancakes, but I didn’t want to overstep,” Holly says.
I stand with my plate, going to the sink, but Easton comes around the other side with Tanner, and suddenly we’re face-to-face.
“You didn’t say good morning to your wife, East.That’s a quick way to end up in the doghouse.”Holly watches us from the table.
Our eyes meet, and we close the distance between each other.I wrap my arm around him and Tanner, my hand running along his muscled back.
His hand lands just above my ass.“Good morning,wife.”
As I try to step back, Tanner grips my neck.
“Oh, he wants you guys to kiss.”Holly’s voice is filled with glee.
“He just wants Hadley,” Easton says.
“Nope.He has one hand on each of you.Kiss for the boy.”
I lean in, Tanner’s fingers running along my neck.
Our lips meet, and I so wish Easton would slip me the tongue.God help me, I’m completely out of control.But our kiss is PG since his mother and Tanner are in attendance.
“Good morning.”
“You escaped.”His gaze ventures down to my sweatshirt.
“I’m sorry.I just grabbed something quick, and your mom said it’s sentimental, so now that you’re awake, I’m just going to go get changed.”I thumb in the direction of his bedroom.
He fists the sweatshirt and pulls me back into him.“I like it on you.”
He kisses me one more time for no reason.But Tanner loves it, smacking both of our cheeks as our lips meet.
“He loves you both so much.I’m going to freshen my makeup before we go.”Holly stands.“Your dad will be back from his run anytime now.”
Holly goes into the second bedroom, and I pull away from Easton.“A second kiss?”
“We have to make it convincing.”He smirks.
I’ve missed that old arrogance of his.
“Are you trying to make them go from blue to purple?”I ask and take Tanner while he fixes his plate.
“I feel like you’re playing games.Wearing my sweatshirt.”He spoons eggs and hash browns onto his plate.
“I didn’t want to come out here in my cami.”I grab a pancake to cut up for Tanner.
“I get that, but now you’re wearing my clothes like you’re mine, and it makes me go a little caveman.”He goes over to the table.
I sit Tanner on my lap, propping my legs on the other chair.“Then I’ll take it off.”
“Keep it on.The cami is worse.”
“Well, you’re shirtless, so we’re even.”
