He chuckles roughly. “It’s a big house, Red. I’ll make you come so hard you’ll scream my name and no one will hear you.”
Lust slithers through my veins, licking at me from the inside out.
I look into his eyes, raking my teeth over my lower lip. “Prove it.”
* * *
Xander’s home isn’t far from Rosehaven, and we’re there in minutes. I haven’t had ample time to prepare myself before we pull into the driveway. “Oh boy.” I take a deep breath.
He’s eyeing me from the driver’s seat. “It’s just my mom. You’ll be fine. She doesn’t bite.” He winks at me. “Not like I might.”
I swat at his hand before I push the door open and step out. He comes around the front, holds his hand out for me, and we walk over to the side door outside the garage. He lets us in, and I look around, finding myself in the biggest mudroom I’ve ever seen. Little hooks line one wall for coats, and an industrial washer-and-dryer set sit on the opposite wall. Xander ushers me through a doorway at the far end. He flips on a light, illuminating a gorgeous kitchen. White cabinets, top-of-the-line appliances, a long granite island—this kitchen has all the bells and whistles. It’s breathtaking.
Xander tucks a finger under my chin, closing my mouth, which had involuntarily opened. I cover my mouth, giggling. “Sorry. This place is amazing.”
“Xander, is that you, honey?”
Xander raises his voice. “Yeah, Mom.”
She wanders into the room. “You won?” Xander’s mother is drop-dead gorgeous, which shouldn’t surprise me, considering how handsome her son is, but it catches me off guard. She’s all raven hair and dark eyes framed by long lashes. My coloring is almost the exact opposite.
From beside me, Xander nods. “We did. Mom, this is Scarlett.”
She smiles when she focuses on me and quickly holds out her arms to me. “Hi, honey. I’m Isabella. Xander’s had all sorts of nice things to say about you,”—I accept her hug—“but the one who raves the most is Janie. She just adores you.”
I chuckle with a shrug. “Must be the ice cream.”
When we separate, his mom is smiling. “Oh no, she goes on and on about your pretty hair and how you like Xan a whole lot.” She winks, and my face flushes.
I sneak a peek at him and find he’s smiling indulgently at her. He gestures to the big Viking fridge that takes up half of one wall. “Scarlett and I are going to make a snack and then hang out, if that’s okay.”
She smiles. “Of course. I’m just going to be in my room if you need anything. June’s gone for the night. It was nice to finally meet you, Scarlett.”
“Same. Thanks for having me.”
“Anytime. Good night, you two.” With that, she exits through the same door she’d entered.
Xander draws me in, brushes my hair back over my shoulder, and kisses along my jawline.
“You have a housekeeper?”
My eyes get really big when he grins. “Yeah, we do. But June’s the cook.”
“Holy crap. You must have been laughing so hard at my aunt and uncle’s offer of breakfast.”
“Not at all. It was very kind of them.” He opens up the fridge and hands me a couple of water bottles, then pulls out a bowl of grapes and a platter with assorted cheeses. He sets those on the counter, then disappears into what I assume is a pantry and comes out with a box of crackers. He pulls the plastic wrap off of the cheese platter and adds crackers and grapes to it. Feeling my eyes on him, he asks, “What?”
“Sorry. It’s almost like June had that all set up and ready for you.”
He nods. “She did. She knows I come home from games feeling hungry. I may have also told her I’d have a guest.”
“Nice.” I pick up the bowl of grapes and put it back in the fridge before spinning back around to him and plucking the water bottles off the counter. “Where to?”
“Come on.” His eyes twinkle at me.
Oh man, I’m so gone for this guy.
We settle in on a couch in Xander’s room in front of a huge TV. He turns on a movie, but I have to admit, I’m paying no attention to it. I’m having more fun watching Xander eat. It’s like he’s starving.