The Single Dad's Marriage Wish (Bachelor Dads) - Plot & Excerpts
Semi conscious, lying on the couch with a throw rug over him and all the chaos that a teething toddler created in the small hours surrounding him, Hamish was tempted to tell her to put more clothes on. She was in that bloody nighty and gumboots again, but, Hamish realised with a sigh, given it was seven in the morning, she had topped it with a massive old anorak. Truth be known, apart from her face, there was barely an inch of flesh showing—it was his imagination that was the problem! ‘I saw you lying here when I got in last night. I hope I didn’t wake you.’ ‘Only Bailey,’ Hamish said, then regretted it. It wasn’t her fault he was crazy about her, it wasn’t her fault he’d missed her all night, jealous as hell and hating the lucky guy she was no doubt dancing with, it wasn’t her fault that he was as grumpy as hell this morning. ‘Did you get any real sleep at all?’ Charlotte asked as she breezed over. ‘What’s that?’ Hamish quipped. ‘Oh, just something we lucky singles do!’ Leaning forward, she smothered a nearly-finally-a-bloody-sleep-again Bailey, who was lying on his chest, in a flurry of butterfly kisses, wafting her glorious fragrance and—Hamish wasn’t sure if it was better or worse—unwittingly giving him a very good view of her left breast, causing Hamish to raise the throw rug a few generous inches higher.
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