Can't Slow Down by Lizzie Hart Stevens Read Free Book Online

bill holder book and places it back on the table for the waitress to grab.
    “Ready to go, Sweet Cheeks?” He stands up and holds his hand out, waiting for mine. “I have one more place I want to take you, if you’re feeling up to it,” he says with a questioning look. “Don’t worry, it won’t take long.”
    “I’m down for whatever as long as you’re with me.” I place my hand in his and his eyes meet mine. For a moment I almost feel like I can see straight through to his soul.

 
     
     
    I’M NOT REALLY sure how I feel about taking Lexi to meet Aunt Sarah this week. That woman is so unpredictable, and she hates basically everyone I’m friends with and anything I do. She’s been that way ever since my parents died. She’s told me many times that I’ve ruined her life. She blames not being married on having to take care of me when I was younger. Saying that no one wanted to date her because she had baggage. I know damn well it wasn’t that though. My guess is it was always her shitty fucking attitude.
    If she passes someone on the street or in the store and she doesn’t like something they’re wearing, she’ll flat out tell them it’s hideous. I remember one specific time, when I was about ten years old, we had gone out to get groceries. When we were ready to pay, the only cash register open was being run by a teenage girl with purple hair. I thought she was kinda cute. My aunt, on the other hand, turned her nose up in disgust and blatantly told the poor girl that her hair looked like a rejected Easter egg and that she would never have a real job, or get married, looking like that. The poor girl was almost in tears by the time she was finished ringing through our groceries.
    I pull into the parking lot of that same supermarket and Lexi shoots me a sideways glance.
    “Coen, why are we at the grocery store?” She’s looking at me like I’m crazy as we start to walk inside.
    “Because I’m going to cook you dinner tonight and you are going to relax.” I kiss the top of her head and grab her hand as we walk through the automatic sliding glass doors. “Do you like barbecue chicken?”
    “I love chicken,” she says with a smile, “and barbecue sounds perfect.”
    We make our way through the store, gathering the things I’ll need. I’ve decided to keep it simple and just make chicken breasts and some potatoes that I will wrap in foil and place on the grill too, with some corn on the cob and a Caesar salad. It’s quick and easy and not much of a mess to clean up, which means more time to spend with Lexi.
    “Should we grab something for dessert?” she asks, looking up at me with those amazing, gorgeous brown eyes.
    We turn down the aisle with all of the ice cream and dessert toppings. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier, but I just had an amazing idea. My smirk widens to a grin and my eyes light up with excitement.
    Best. Idea. Ever.
    “Oh, I just had an amazing idea for dessert, Sweet Cheeks, but all we’ll need is you and a few toppings.” I wink and playfully slap her ass.
    She yelps.
    “Coen, there’s a lady over there watching us,” she says in a shouty whisper.
    I glance over at the elderly woman and give her a little wave with my finger tips and smile. The little old woman gasps. Turning her nose up in disgust, she quickly leaves the aisle as fast as she can.
    “Ha,” I scoff. “Knew that would work.”
    I shake my head and we head towards the checkouts.
    “What do you mean?” Lexi asks.
    “Ah, most elderly people are either disgusted or afraid of me because of how I look.”
    “I love the way you look,” She says, sliding her hand up my arm and standing on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. Her perky, plump breasts lightly brush against my arm and I almost get an instant hard-on.
    What am I, thirteen?
    “Come here.” I stop in the middle of the store, cradle her beautiful, lightly freckled face in my hands, and kiss her so deeply that suddenly the store and