Dirk's Love Marisa Chenery (reading like a writer TXT) 📖

He just hoped for Saskia’s sake, and especial y Jaden’s, that Miles didn’t revert back to what he’d been. It would more than likely break the hearts of the two women.

Chapter Three

The next day, Ryann finished packing the last of Tyler’s things he’d need over the weekend at his dad’s into his backpack. Mack was supposed to pick him up after he finished work. So far, she hadn’t gotten any phone cal s from him to say otherwise, so she figured he’d stil be taking Tyler.

Leaving the backpack in Tyler’s bedroom, she went to the living room. Her son sat on the floor in the middle of the room with a pile of building blocks surrounding him. He was snapping the plastic pieces together to form a tal tower. She knew once he got it as tal as he wanted, he’d knock it down, just to build it again. One of his favorite pastimes.

Tyler looked up when he noticed her watching him.

“Mommy, when’s Dirk coming?”

She smiled and shook her head as she sank onto the floor to join him. He’d done nothing but talk about Dirk since they’d had lunch with him the day before. And Tyler wasn’t the only one who seemed obsessed with him, either.

Ryann hadn’t been able to get Dirk out of her head. The thought of him coming to her apartment excited her—a lot.

More than it should. She had to keep reminding herself he was her boss. He’d given her a great job, and she didn’t want to do anything to screw it up. It was ideal for both her and Tyler.

“Wel , when is he?” Tyler asked again.

“It shouldn’t be too much longer. It’s after lunch, so I suspect he’l come sometime this afternoon.”

“I hope he comes before Daddy does. I want to play blocks with Dirk.”

“Now don’t be disappointed if he doesn’t.

Remember, he’s coming here for a reason. He’s giving me a brand new computer for my job with him.”

“I know. He stil might. I’l even ask nicely.” Ryann leaned across and gave Tyler a big kiss. “I’m sure you wil .”

At that moment, someone buzzed up to her apartment. She had a feeling it was Dirk, since Mack wasn’t expected for hours yet. She stood, then walked over to the panel by the apartment door and pushed the intercom button.

“Hel o?”

“Hi, Ryann. It’s Dirk. Can I come up? I have the computer with me.”

“Sure, I’l buzz you in. Do you need help bringing it al up?”

“No, I can manage.”

“Al right.”

She hit the button to let Dirk in. She unlocked the apartment door and waited there for him. At the prospect of seeing him again, her heart sped up. Ryann resisted the urge to reach up and fix her hair. It wouldn’t have mattered if it were stuck up on end. Dirk wasn’t here for a date. She took a deep, calming breath. She would keep her cool and not stare at him like a sex deprived woman who hadn’t slept with a man in years. Wait a minute, that was exactly who she was.

A short time later, Dirk knocked. Ryann opened the door and held it there as he stepped inside carrying a box that was large, but not very wide. She shut and locked it behind him before she turned to face him. Tyler had already come over to them.

“So this is the computer,” she said. “Is that al of it?” Dirk smiled. “Yes. I told you I’d be getting you an al -

in-one.”

“Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see,” Tyler chanted.

“Relax, Tyler,” Ryann said. To Dirk, she added,

“Come on, I’l take you to where my other one is set up. We just have to switch them out. I’m sure that must be getting heavy.”

“It’s not that bad. Lead away.”

She headed through the apartment to the room that was hers. Ryann heard Dirk fol owing behind her. Tyler suddenly pushed past her once they reached the doorway and ran over to the smal computer desk tucked in the corner.

“Here, Dirk,” he said. “It goes here.”

“Wel , thank you, Tyler,” he replied as he set the box on the floor. “How would you like to help me move the old computer?”

Her son nodded enthusiastical y. “I’d like that. I’m strong too.” Tyler lifted his skinny little arm and flexed his bicep.

Dirk squatted in front of him and squeezed her son’s muscle. “Oh, you are.” He stood. “Let’s get started.” Ryann shifted out of the way as she watched Dirk and her son work together. Dirk was real y good with Tyler.

He didn’t get impatient with the three-year-old’s incessant questions, unlike her ex, Tyler’s father. What she’d learned of Dirk from talking to him on the phone almost every day for the last couple of weeks, and now seeing how he was with Tyler, she knew he was the type of man she’d want as a stepfather to her son. Not that she was thinking that would ever happen.

Dirk bent over and Ryann’s gaze landed directly on his tight ass. His jeans molded it to perfection. She bit her bottom lip to keep the moan inside that threatened to bubble up. She imagined his body was a piece of art hidden underneath his clothes. The idea of stripping him hidden underneath his clothes. The idea of stripping him naked to see it sent her pulse racing. Her pussy clenched at the thought of seeing his cock, hard and ready.

It was also around that time that Ryann remembered they were inside her bedroom, and the bed became a looming presence. If Tyler were gone with his dad right now, she’d do her damnedest to let Dirk know she was more than interested in him. Short of jumping his bones and having her way with him, that is.

Dirk suddenly straightened and turned his head and looked over his shoulder at her. His nostrils flared as he took a deep breath. His gaze latched on to hers, making her pussy clench again at the