of personal affront when she’d spent so much
time preparing a meal.
A fact that reminded Tony he had food of his own to eat. He
shoveled a few bites into his mouth, not even tasting the eggs because he
hadn’t realized he was hungry. Famished even. He’d forgotten how much energy
sex expended. But he hadn’t forgotten how excellent Genevieve’s cooking tasted.
He snagged a strip of crispy bacon from the platter filled with a selection of
breakfast meats. “Damn, Gen, it’s a wonder I don’t weight a fuckton with the
way you feed me sometimes.”
“Because that bacon and sausage you’re enjoying is turkey.
Eggs were made with skim milk.” She brought over a carafe of coffee and kissed
the top of Tony’s head. “Your waistline is safe and sound around me, baby.”
As he chewed he caught sight of Dade across the table.
Genevieve continued to bustle around the kitchen like a fiend while she prepped
things she thought she would inevitably need piled in her car to take to
Allison’s house. Seriously, how much crap did she need for the party where
women were just going to sigh and coo over clothing as big as his hand?
As Dade’s gaze tracked Genevieve’s movements, Tony became
more interested. Dade was studying her. Examining her movements. Tony glanced
Genevieve’s way again and finally noticed he didn’t see the telltale straps of
her bra peeking from the wide neck of the shirt. Every time she moved, her
breasts swayed freely with the movement. Her nipples were also hard, clearly
poking against the material. Upon closer examination Tony realized he could see
the shadowed hint of the vee between her legs.
Dade had obviously noticed.
And was quite fascinated.
Interesting.
It wasn’t the first time Tony had noticed the telling
glances since Dade had moved in. At first he’d passed them off as nothing more
than his imagination. But this… this was blatant. A glance back at Dade
showed the man’s gaze hadn’t left Genevieve. Interest showed clearly in his
gaze, a feeling that caused heat to collect at the base of Tony’s spine.
He wasn’t offended in the least by the overt ogling of his
wife. He knew Genevieve was an extremely attractive woman. If a man didn’t at
least give her a once-over, Tony would probably wonder. Add in the fact
Genevieve had displayed exhibitionist tendencies on more than one occasion, and
Tony wondered if she had done it deliberately. A fact he might have punished
her for if he didn’t find the thought so damn amusing.
And arousing.
Dade’s gaze met his and instead of flicking away immediately
because he’d discovered he’d been caught gawking, he simply maintained eye
contact. As though challenging him to get mad. To stake claim over his woman. Newsflash,
man, stare all you like. She likes to be watched. Tony smirked and lifted
his mug as he turned his attention to the morning paper.
“You two going to stop by later? We’re going to set up the
dining room as a kind of guys’ safe zone. That way Allison and Beth aren’t
bogged down with the kids. Nothing baby-related in there at all, I swear.”
“I’ll see if I can’t get away for an hour or so to stop by.
That Dungeons & Dragons tournament is today at the store. Gotta set
up the tables for the players and keep some order. Last time they played, Robin
was Dungeon Master and all hell broke loose when he laid down the law.”
She laughed. “No problem.”
“Send Alex and Elena my best. And you and I can make it up
to one another later.” He tugged her closer, pulling her lips to his. He
purposefully poured as much passion as he could into the kiss, pleased when
Genevieve’s voice rumbled in a satisfied moan. Her body shifted toward his, her
back to Dade. He slipped his hand between her legs, tracing the vee of her
thighs.
A loud clatter sounded through the nook as Dade’s fork hit
the plate and the table jerked as he pushed away. He muttered something about
being late. The front door slammed a few seconds