Yours or Mine by D.S. Craver Read Free Book Online Page B

answered she asked,” I hope you haven’t changed
your mind about writing up a contract with me.” She then told Blake
about Karen’s call and the appointment she made.
    “I’m glad you did.
We need to move on this. Otherwise we might lose the house to other
buyers.” He laughed. “Do you think we’re crazy?”
    “No, I think we’re
making a wise decision. We both are getting what we want in a house
plus saving a bundle of money.” She heard kids in the background
and wondered if her nephew was there. Zach mentioned that Aaron might
go to Blake’s townhouse sometime. “It sounds noisy at your place.
Is Aaron there?”
    “We’re at
McDonald’s. We go sometimes on Friday evening. Carter loves their
play area. Why don’t you join us?”
    “If I do, will you
buy me a burger?”
    “Sure. I’ll even
throw in French fries with your order.”
    “I’m grabbing my
keys right now.”
    * * *
    Blake watched Sydney
talk to Carter. He noticed his son laughing at something she said.
What a relief that Sydney liked kids. Carter had definitely bonded
with her fast. His own feelings had escalated for Sydney. He couldn’t
stop thinking about her. Oh, man, did she have to lean closer to
Carter. The movement tightened her top across those lovely
breasts. His body heated up just looking at her chest. Well, he
assumed they were lovely. He hadn’t seen her naked but had hot
dreams of her in his arms in bed.
    Standing next to him,
Sydney placed her hands on her hips. “Okay, did you eat some of my
fries? You have a guilty look on your face.”
    He shook his head. “I
think maybe we should add something to our list of rules.”
    She smiled before
picking up a fry. “Hey, I was kidding. What’s mine is yours.”
    “It’s not about
food. I think we need a rule that you shouldn’t wear tight tops.
I’m human after all, and I want to jump your bones.”
    “Right here…in the
McDonald’s play area.” She giggled. “I guess I could start
wearing jackets and keep them buttoned over my tops which, by the
way, are not too tight. Maybe you should have an eye examination. If
I go with the jacket idea, though, we’ll have to keep the
air-conditioning on if I get hot.”
    He mumbled, “I have a
feeling we’ll be running the air a lot.”
    “I’m going to
practice with Carter tomorrow after we meet with Karen. He wants me
to help him with his swing. Is that okay with you?”
    What was his son up to?
They’d been working on his ball skills. “Sure, that’s fine. I’m
surprised he wants to since I’ve been helping him all week.”
    She shrugged. “I
guess he wants personal attention from the coach.”
    “I’d like special
attention from such a pretty coach too.”
    “I called my parents
tonight and told them about us making an offer tomorrow.” She took
a bite of her sandwich.
    She didn’t seem upset
so it must have gone well. He tried to make a good impression on Mr.
and Mrs. Smith when he’d met them at the game. He was sure they’d
rather Sydney bought the house herself. “What did they say?”
    “They thought of a
good reason for me to live with such a strong man.”
    “What’s the
reason?”
    “Remember how I told
you that I don’t have my last name above my column and I don’t
give my address and phone number to people unless they are close
friends. And I never mention where I live or anything personal in my
column. I’m sure if someone really wants to learn more about me
that they can, but I try to stay as private as possible.”
    He nodded. “And your
photo doesn’t look like you with the glasses.”
    “I thought my fake
glasses were a nice touch. My parents and Zach worry about me living
alone in case my advice might cause a boyfriend or someone to get
angry enough to come looking for me. Or some weirdo decides to stalk
me. They think it’ll be safer with you and Carter next door.”
    Well, that was
interesting what her parents said. By living with him, Sydney might
be safer from strange,