“And I approve.” When I realized how neurotic that sounded, I added, “That doesn’t mean you need my permission to date, just to bring other women around our—”
He pressed his fingertip against my lips as an amused smile tugged at his lips. “I know what you mean. And I’m good with that.”
He was good with that? With what? Dating other women?
I didn’t want him to date other women, which made me a little loopy, since I’d broken up with him.
“Any more ground rules?” he asked, folding his arms.
He was wearing a black chambray shirt with the sleeves rolled back to reveal his tattoos and I had to fight the urge to release all those little buttons and bare that magnificent chest.
I was so turned on all of a sudden.
Thankfully, I could blame it on pregnancy hormones, without admitting the truth.
I was still obsessed with my ex.
“You okay?” he asked, when I didn’t answer his question, but chose to ogle him instead.
“No, I’m not okay!” I pushed against his chest with a huff. “Give a girl some space. You’re making me all hot and bothered, and getting all up in my head.”
He had the nerve to smirk when he said, “Sorry.”
My eyes narrowed. “No, you’re not.”
“No, I’m not.”
“You’ll have to stop this,” I said, gesturing wildly at his body.
“Stop what?”
“Invading my space, looking like this… making me crazy.”
I really had to stop talking now, but couldn’t find the off switch.
“If we’re going to do this co-parenting thing, as responsible, platonic exes, then you have to turn this…”
I was gesturing wildly again, making him laugh, which only made me blush harder.
“Off. I mean it, you have to turn this sexy vibe you’ve got going on, off.”
“God, you’re cute.”
“This isn’t funny!”
“I think it’s hilarious.”
Judging by the fact he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, that was obvious.
“You think it’s hilarious that you’re getting under my skin?”
Oh, no. Now he was biting his lip while his eyes lazily perused my body. I wanted to cry foul, but I was enjoying it too much.
“It’s only fair. You’ve been under my skin since the second I laid eyes on you.”
Yup, I was coming totally undone.
“You can’t say stuff like that,” I warned, holding up a finger. “I think we need to have a rule about that too.”