HIS BABY TO BEAR - 19

C H A P T E R N I N E T E E N

"I suppose I could come in. I make a mean Bolognese," Jerome said, casually leaning against the doorframe of her front door.

He gave her that up-and-down look, and his tongue slipped over his lips in the most infuriating way. She had a good idea of what he was thinking. She was thinking the same thing. How good it would feel to let him spend the night, to have dinner, to tuck Reid Andrew into bed, and then... the grin he wore told her that he knew what was going through her mind. Yeah, she wasn't very good at keeping that stuff hidden.

"You could, but that would be very forward, Mr. Nicolas, and would violate our agreement to take things slowly."

"You're the one with the dirty mind here, honey," he chuckled.

"Right. "Goodbye, Jerome," she muttered as she smiled.

"I'll be here at noon tomorrow. Don't lose sight of that."

"I'm not going to."