The Naughty List Bundle - Kylie Adams [164]
Sawyer blinked. “I wasn’t looking. That’s why Honey sort of…blindsided me.” Honey playfully punched him for that remark, making Sawyer laugh.
Shrugging, Morgan added, “I wasn’t looking, either.”
The feminine weight in his lap gasped over his statement. “What an outrageous clanker! You even told me you wanted a wife.”
Morgan shook his head. “That was just lip service. Sawyer seemed so tamed, I thought I should give it a try, too. But I wasn’t putting much effort into it, not until I saw you.”
Gabe nodded. “As I said, they’re both gorgeous.”
“Looks don’t matter, Gabe.” He tilted Misty’s chin up and kissed her lips. “It was Misty’s mouthy bluster that reeled me in.”
Gabe made a face. “You can say that now.”
Jordan shook his head. “Your day will come, Gabe.”
“Ha! But not before yours, old man. If we’re going in order, you’re doomed.”
Jordan made a face at him. “If you keep using words like ‘doomed,’ Misty or Honey are going to flatten you.”
Casey flopped down on the sofa. “So, Dad, what do you think about me visiting Mr. Malone?”
Morgan hid a smile. Mr. Malone had surprised them all. True, the man was so rigid he bordered on brittle. But he had made the effort to unbend a little more on each visit. His first had been horribly strained, but with all the ribald teasing going on, he could hardly stay puckered up indefinitely. This time, he’d actually kissed each daughter’s cheek.
And rather than trying to offer his money to Sawyer again, he’d asked—actually asked—if he could put a good portion of it in a trust for the baby. Morgan and Misty had discussed it, then agreed, as long as equal money was put in for each child either of the sisters had.
That had settled one problem, but then the man had fixated on Casey. All along, he’d seemed very impressed by Casey’s manners, his maturity, and within a few hours of this visit, he’d damn near adopted him as a pseudo heir. None of them were overly pleased by it, especially not Honey, but when the man had invited Casey to visit, to look over his enterprises, Casey had shown some interest.
Sawyer pursed his mouth, then hugged Honey closer so she wouldn’t protest. Morgan knew Honey hated to let Casey out of her sight. She had a hard time thinking of him as a young man, despite the fact he was exactly that. “I suppose we could all make a trip up there. If after that you want to hang around for a short visit, it’d probably be all right.”
“Great.” Casey didn’t seem overly enthusiastic either way, and when he said he had a date, Morgan understood why. The male brain had a hard time focusing when females were being considered.
They all watched Casey leave with indulgent smiles. Seconds later, Honey and Sawyer left to begin dinner. Jordan had a few calls to make, and when Morgan started kissing his wife, Gabe left the room whistling.
“You about ready to head home?” Morgan asked.
“I thought we were staying for dinner.”
“We’ll come back,” Morgan promised, then gave her a lecherous grin. He picked her up in his arms and suffered through her complaints.
“I’m too heavy now for you to keep doing this!”
Morgan just grinned at her. “Do you know, you’re the only one who’s ever doubted my strength.”
“That’s not true.” She kissed his chin. “I just like to match it.”
Gabe
by Lori Foster
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Epilogue
1
“ISN’T HE JUST the absolute sexiest thing you’ve ever seen?”
“Hmm. And thank heavens for this heat wave. I love it when he leaves his shirt off.” A wistful, feminine sigh. “I swear, I could sit here all day and look at him.”
“We have been sitting here all day looking at him.”
Gabe Kasper, pretending to be asleep, had to struggle with a small smile. Life was good. Here he was, sprawled in the warm sun, letting the waves from the weekend boaters gently rock the dock, with a fishing pole loosely held in one hand, a Van Halen hat pulled low over his eyes and a gaggle of good-lookin’ women ogling him. He had not a care in the world.