Beth
I discovered something on Christmas Day.
There is absolutely no bigger turn on than a man who is good with kids.
Watching Raphael with Lucy not only played on my heartstrings, it seemed to play on my hormones. I didn’t really need Charlie to push me into Rafe’s arms under the mistletoe, I was already feeling hot and bothered, and ready to rip his clothes off right there in the living room.
“Whoa,” Rafe was the first one to pull back. I had managed to mess up his hair and unbutton the first two buttons on his shirt. He panted and looked up at the mistletoe like the little plant was all to blame for the tent-pole in his pants. “As much as I really want to continue this, I think we better keep it rated PG.”
I huffed and pressed my fingers against my swollen lips. “Adulting is so ov
