Page 77 of His Arranged Plus-Size Mate

I stayed and chatted with my mother. She asked about Hazel, and when I told her about the remodel idea, she was eager to help. She explained that they were thinking of buying a house. She wanted space that was hers and a garden. My brother was planning to take over the lease.

“I’m glad you found someone.” She squeezed my hand. “I worried we screwed you up.”

I frowned. “You thought you screwed me up?”

She nodded. “You took after your father in some aspects.”

I snorted. “Funny, because Hazel says I take after you.”

Her eyes widened at this. “Really?”

I nodded. “Yeah. She says she sees you in me.”

She smiled. “Well, that warms my heart. She must know you well.”

She did. She knew me better than anyone else.

I arrived at the city council a little before one and headed into the large meeting room. Inside, you could see streamers hanging and balloons everywhere. The room was dripping in gold and black. There were tables set out with fancy plates. I searched the space, and found Hazel was near the food.

I headed over, wrapping my arms around her, and kissed the top of her head. “Hello, darling.”

She leaned back against me, looking up. She smiled. “Hello. How does it all look?”

“It’s very festive in here.”

She chuckled. “Gabriella said to go all out, and she did.”

I glanced around the room, taking in all the people. Music was playing from a band near the left corner. There were a couple of food tables and a dessert bar. There were a couple of waiters going around with drinks.

“Well, we should enjoy the time together.” I hooked her hand and pulled her into my arms and twirled her. “A dance?”

She beamed. I pulled Hazel onto the dance floor and pulled her close. She giggled as we spun around.

We laughed all night. We told stories about Westley and listened to Gabriella spill secrets about him. Hazel stood with me all night, her smile never leaving her face.

It was a little after five when we decided to head home. Hazel giggled as he left, having had a few drinks. She had a blush on her face as we got to the car.

“Did you have fun?”

She nodded. “I did, and your mother is so sweet. We’re going to have lunch tomorrow.”

I helped her into the car and drove us home. Hazel ran her hand along my thigh, and when I glanced at her, I saw a smirk pull at her lip. She was doing it on purpose.

As soon as we got home, I pulled her in for a kiss. After watching her dance and laugh for hours, I didn’t think I could fall for her more. But I was. Every time she looked at me, I felt myself swoon a little more.

I reached out, pulling her jacket off. I hooked her chin and kissed her deeper. She moaned as she leaned against me. Her hands are resting on my chest. “You taste like the cake frosting.”

“As do you,” I chuckled. I pulled her down the hallway toward the bedroom. I pulled at my shirt, unbuttoning it. I tossed it off and grabbed her dress. Her legs hit the bed, pulling her to a stop. I hoisted the dress up and over her head.

She was wearing a deep red lacey panty and bra set underneath. The bra was see-through, and I inhaled sharply. “Fuck, is this new?”

She blushed. “Yes.”

I reached a hand out, stroking one of her nipples over the fabric. “I like this.”

“I thought you might.”

I pulled her toward me, kissing her deeply. Her mouth parted, and I slid my tongue over hers. She moaned louder, and we fumbled back onto the bed.