different proportions. In her head it was senseless and terrifying. Risky. She was putting Harper in a position to wonder where this guy went when he left. He would leave. They had all left one way or another. Shaking the ice off her thoughts, Andy knew if her head stayed out of it, her heart saw it for what it was. It was something entirely off the charts and unexpectedly satisfying. Well, almost satisfying.
As much sexual chemistry as was arcing between them, Matt had yet to make a move past kissing. Her heart jumped at the thought of his soft, warm lips on her own. Playful, tempting and he always left her wanting more as he departed for the night. Once he had offered to stay up with Harper when he saw how tired Andy had been, but knowing that she was nowhere near ready for that, Andy had declined. She knew that he wouldn't pursue it. He would wait for her to let him know.
Andy smiled as Matt tried to feed Harper pizza sauce from his finger. He had stopped by for the fifth night with pizza, chips and a container of cookie dough, which she had popped into the oven. Harper made a squishy face at the foreign taste and Matt laughed, pulling a wide-eyed look from the infant.
"I think she likes it." Matt teased, wiping the remaining smudge from Harper's lip. Andy raised her eyes and shook her head.
"I don't think she is quite ready for pizza. The no-teeth thing might be a problem."
She laughed at him, leaning from her perch on the couch to pull another slice of pepperoni pizza onto her plate. Resuming her position with her feet tucked up under her, she balanced the plate in her lap. Picking up the slice, she carefully took a bite trying not to burn her lip on the hot cheese and sauce. Her eyes were drawn to Matt in the recliner and as happened so often, he was watching her intently. Hunger etched on his face. Her stomach rolled in response. A hunger that demanded satisfaction and it wasn't food he wanted. Hell! Who are you kidding?! She saw her own desires mirrored in his face.
Helplessly turning her attention back to her pizza, Andy ate with single minded focus. Matt continued to play with Harper until she was rubbing her eyes with the backs of her little fists. That was her cue! Andy gathered Harper into her arms. Her breath hitched in her chest when Matt's hand brushed her breast. Intentional or accident? She wasn't sure. Determined not to meet his blue gaze, she whisked her daughter off for a little bath and bedtime.
***
Matt almost groaned out loud. He watched Andy carry a sleepy Harper into the bathroom. He appreciated the seductive sway of her hips and the way her black yoga pants clung to her rounded backside. Ah! She's driving me nuts! The last few nights had been so normal and inviting. Despite Andy's uncertainty, she had welcomed him into the small circle of people around her. The domestic bliss that wrapped around the three of them when he was here made him so sure that this was, for the lack of better words, meant to be.
He settled deeper into the worn recliner and listened to the water running in the bathroom and Harper's unhappy squawks. He grinned, but his stomach was knotting with anticipation. He needed to explore this further. He wanted to know what Andy was ready for. So far, all he knew for certain was she was as seduced as he was by their connection. Tonight he would see where this was going.
Matt got out of the chair and folded the pizza box up. Collecting their paper plates, he gathered the box and threw the trash away. He glanced around the apartment. It held very little clues as to her family and life outside of Rapid City. Some of Harper's baby photos hung on the fridge with colorful magnets. Shopping lists. To do lists. A post card from New York City from her friend, Rachel who watched Harper for her.
It was so hard to imagine life without his own family. Again he felt the disbelief and anger build in his chest. He knew Andy didn't trust him enough yet to tell him what had happened, but he