Page 97 of Truck Me

She smiles up at me and lets out a soft moan. She looks so damn pretty like this. All I want to do is wrap her up in my arms and hold her forever.

But there’s work to be done.

I take my seat on the opposite side of the couch, placing her feet back on my lap. “Okay. Tell me what to do.”

She points toward the bags. “Put one cookie in a bag. There’s a strip in the back that you need to pull off before you fold it over to seal it. Then put one sticker over the join. If you give me one, I’ll show you.”

I shake my head. “I’ve got it. I told you to rest.”

She chuckles. “Bossy much?”

I raise a brow and shift my eyes to her. “Don’t get mouthy with me, Princess. I’ll have to spank you again.”

She waggles her brows. “I like it when you spank me.”

I growl and narrow my eyes. “You’re not playing fair.”

“Not even a little bit.” She rubs her foot against my growing erection.

“Princess.” I warn. “Do you need these wrapped up or not?”

She sighs and moves her foot back to my thigh. “I do. I’ll be good. For now.”

I give her thigh a light smack and get to work. We’re silent for several minutes while I get the hang of bagging these cookies. Once I’ve got a routine set, it starts to move pretty quickly. I finish up one container faster than I expected and move onto the next.

“How are you going to manage all this by yourself this weekend? Do you want me to get one of my brothers to take Rayne so I can help?”

I’d agreed to take Rayne so she could play all the games since Lois and Jim decided it was best if they both stayed home. It’ll be too much excitement for Jim, and they’re not comfortable leaving him home alone that long. That leaves Charlotte alone at her booth.

“Amelia is going to help me.”

I raise a brow and look at her out of the corner of my eye. “Amelia? I didn’t know you two were friends.”

“We used to be.” When I glance over at her, she’s twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers. She looks so relaxed and comfortable. I want to see her like this every day. That thought makes my chest ache. “We didn’t stay in touch after I moved, but we reconnected. You saw us together at Posey’s, so I assumed you knew.”

“That night made me wonder, but I didn’t know for sure.”

“Is that okay? Me being friends with Amelia.”

I nod.

“You sure? I know your families are rivals or mortal enemies or whatever you call it. I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

I set the cookie down that I just finished wrapping and turn to her. Taking her hands, I pull her onto my lap and lean back on the couch. Cupping her cheek, I give her a quick kiss. “It’s fine. I promise. I don’t have a problem with it as long as Amelia understands I hate her brothers. She’s not so bad. I can’t promise how my brothers will take it, but it’s not an issue for me.”

A look of concern flashes across her face. “Do your brothers know about me?”

I nod. “They’ve known for a while. Ash saw you leaving that first night you stayed with me.”

“Oh.” She worries her bottom lip between her teeth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

I shrug. “It wasn’t a big deal.” I rub my thumb over her lip until she releases it. Then I kiss her. “They won’t say anything unless we’re ready for people to know about us. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“I’m not worried. Just surprised is all.” She rests her head on my shoulder and sighs. “I guess I should tell you that my mom knows as well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” She chuckles. “She called me out the night I came over to your house for dinner. She said I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought I was.”