She had changed into her favorite capri pants after their shower, then she had fixed them a quick breakfast and he had talked her into going with him to the gym to watch him and his brothers play their regular Saturday morning game of basketball. But first he needed to swing by his place to change clothes. Showing up on the courts wearing his tux would definitely give his brothers something to talk about for a long time.
On the drive over to his place he had told her that he’d had the house built a few years after his wife died, because he felt he could not get on with his life while still living in the home they’d shared together. Now here she was, waiting patiently while he changed into a T-shirt and jogging pants.
“Sure I can’t get you anything?” he asked, coming into the kitchen and setting his gym bag on the counter beside her.
A smile touched her lips. “No thanks. You’ve given me too much already.”
“You haven’t seen or felt everything yet,” he said, as he smoothed his hand over the bare skin of her arm before grabbing her curvy bottom to bring her closer to the fit of him. He dipped his head, kissing her still-swollen lips thoroughly.
“You know we can skip that game with my brothers,” he murmured softly against her lips.
“Hmm, and deny them the chance to work off their competitive frustrations? I wouldn’t dare,” she said, grinning.
He gave her one of his most charming smiles. “Forget my brothers. I promise if we were to stay here I’d make it worth your while.”
Her grin broadened. “There’s no doubt in my mind that you would, but I’m not sure I can keep up with you, Chance.”
He bent his head and nipped gently at her neck. “Hey, you’ve been doing a pretty good job so far.”
Her laughter was low and husky. “Thanks, but I have only so much energy to spare. I may be younger than you but I’m definitely out of practice.”
He took her hand, raised it to his lips and kissed her fingers. “If you’re sure you’re not ready to try the springs in my bed then I guess we’d better go.”
While walking her out to the car, he said, “I’ve made reservations for us tonight at Cedar Keys.”
She glanced up at him. “Cedar Keys?” She’d heard the place was rather expensive.
“Yes, Cedar Keys. My special lady deserves special treatment,” he said, opening the car door for her.
My special lady. A part of Kylie wished that she was indeed his special lady and then immediately regretted the thought. Just because she was in love with him didn’t mean he had to love her back. She had to remind herself that this weekend was about absolute pleasure. Love had nothing to do with it.
“Will your brothers wonder why I’m with you?”
Chance glanced over at her before starting the ignition. “They know we left the ball together last night, Kylie.”
The insinuation of his statement gave her a moment’s pause. “So chances are they know we spent the night together.” It was a statement more so than a question.
“Not necessarily. For all they know I took you home and I went to my place after inviting you to join me this morning. But will it bother you if they’ve figured things out?”
“I know that it shouldn’t,” she said quietly. “But I am the mother of the girl their nephew has a crush on.”
Chance lifted an eyebrow. “So?”
“So they might figure that I should be setting a better example.”
Chance frowned. He reached over and took her hand in his. “Hey, we’re spending time in Pleasureland this weekend, remember? We don’t have time to take any guilt trips. Besides, there’s no need for one,” he said gently. “One day you’re going to have to accept that what we do is our business, Kylie. And we don’t have to answer to anyone.”