“Yes and yes.” She arched, just a bit, longing to feel that delicious bulge against her lower body. Sure enough, he was hard, the most male part of him reaching for her softness, her sweetness. “Are you OK? Where have you been? Can you tell me now?”
“Ah.” He kissed her again, lightly, then stepped back. “I’ll show you. Come on out.”
“But –” She glanced down at Keira. “I don’t want to leave her.”
“Bring the baby monitor and have the guys keep an ear open,” he said, taking the monitor out of the diaper bag and handing it to her. “We won’t be more than two minutes, I promise.”
“Ohhh-kaaay,” Zoe said, still not thrilled at the idea of leaving Keira alone. Though, if she thought about it, how was leaving her in the office next to the bustling tattoo work space any different than leaving her
