The Naughty List Bundle - Kylie Adams [266]
Because she knew it had been true for her father, and true for her ex, she asked, “Things changed a lot with a baby in the picture?”
She waited for Jordan’s complaints on the hardships of keeping up with an infant. Once again, he took her by surprise.
“I wouldn’t say they changed, just adjusted a bit. In a good way. Sawyer was always so straight-faced, so serious. And then there he was, cuddling this little squirt and grinning all the time and looking so happy to change a diaper or give a bath.”
Georgia stared at him. When she’d had Lisa, she’d always felt the same way. Everything her baby did she’d thought was magical and amazing. But she’d never considered that a man might have that outlook. “You’re serious?”
Nodding, Jordan said, “I used to think nothing could pull Sawyer from his books, not even a beautiful woman. But if Casey made a noise, he was there, checking on him, smiling at him.”
Jordan grinned with the memories, then shook his head. “Morgan was always the rowdiest. He fought for the fun of fighting. Everyone still jokes about him bordering on the side of savage.”
“I can see that.”
Jordan glanced at her quickly before returning his attention to the road. “He makes a hell of an impression, doesn’t he? He’s kept our town peaceful, usually with little more than a look. But whenever he touched Casey, he was so gentle. It boggled my mind. Now, with his own daughter, Amber, who’s heading on two, he’s the same. I swear he could wrestle buffalo with one arm and hold her close with the other, making sure not a one of her little curls got ruffled. He makes a hell of a sheriff, and an even better dad.”
“You have an impressive family.” Beyond impressive really. Having only met Jordan and Morgan, she should have been prepared for Casey. How could he have been anything less than spectacular, surrounded by such incredible uncles?
Jordan gave one nod. “Yeah, I think they’re pretty great. Gabe, the youngest, started his own business not too long ago and already he’s got more work than he can handle. He can build or repair anything, and after his marriage he decided he needed to get things a little more on track.”
“On track how?”
“Before he met Elizabeth, he just worked when the mood struck him—or if someone needed something. He was always willing to help out. But Gabe preferred to spend his time in other pursuits. I doubt there was ever a day when he was without female company. Women flocked to him. It was almost uncanny. From the time he learned the difference between males and females, every girl in the area was after him, and he took advantage of it. They spoiled him rotten.”
Jordan said that with a fond smile, making Georgia shake her head.
“The worse his reputation got, the more they seemed to come after him. It used to drive my mother nuts until she and Brett retired to Florida.”
His poor wife, Georgia thought. A man like that never settled down, never really gave up his old ways….
Jordan touched her cheek. “Why are you frowning?”
She’d been so absorbed in her thoughts, she hadn’t realized she frowned. “No reason.”
“Come on, Georgia.” He turned down the old road leading to her house. It was bumpy and filled with muddy puddles thanks to the rain. “I could almost see the evil thoughts going through your brain.”
“Not evil. Just…realistic.”
“Like?”
She didn’t appreciate being pushed. She didn’t appreciate having him affect her this way, either. Perhaps it would be best to tell him up front exactly how she felt so he’d leave tonight and not come back. That would be the most intelligent course to take.
So then why did the possibility make her feel so desperate?
Georgia cleared her throat, peeked at her kids to make certain they were still sleeping soundly. “Very well. If you’re sure you want to hear this?”
“I do.”
“I imagine,” she said slowly, measuring her words, “that any man who’s used to running from one woman to the next, to indulging every sexual