Strawberry left them alone, and he watched Leanna’s lips purse. She didn’t want to be alone with him. Interesting.

“You’ve been married before.”

She paused and glanced over at him. “You did a check on me?”

Crazy smirked. “You take care of my kid. Of course I did a background check on you.” He’d been tiptoeing around her, and he wasn’t going to do it anymore. Crazy wasn’t known for being meek or a pussy. He was known for loving his pussy, and going after what he wanted. Suz had dampened that part of him, but now he was back, and he was going to take what he wanted, and he wanted Leanna.

“Yes, I was married.”

“Where is he?”

“We divorced after a year of marriage.”

He knew that as well. What he didn’t know was why they’d divorced.

Tilting his head to the side, he watched as she worked in the kitchen, making them both a cup of coffee.

“Do you still need me to take care of Strawberry today?”

“Yes.”

“Then why are you still here?”

“You’re being very rude.”

“I’m not interested in whatever is going on here.”

“What is going on?”

“I don’t know, Crazy. You tell me.” She folded her arms underneath her breasts, staring into his eyes. He couldn’t help but look at the rounded sweetness of her tits. They were a fucking dream, and he wanted her naked, underneath him. Her nipples were rock hard, pressing against the front of her shirt. Were her nipples red, brown, pink, large or small? His cock thickened, and he stared down the curve of her body. Leanna was a fucking beautiful woman who hid her curves under clothes that were far too big for her.

“Go out with me.”

“No.”

He let out a sigh, standing up. Strawberry was watching cartoons, so they would have a little bit of privacy. Rounding the counter, he wasn’t surprised when she backed up until she was pressed against the sink.

“You’re going to be difficult.”

“I’m not going to be a babysitter for you.”

Placing his hands on either side of her, he stared into her brown eyes. They were filled with so much pain that at first it took his breath away. Leanna was a mystery, and yet she wasn’t. She was a lonely woman that all the men in her life had looked over. Leaning in close, he breathed in the subtle scent of strawberry, and he flicked his tongue against the skin of her neck. She tasted damn good.

“What are you doing?” She went to push him away, but he refused to budge. Being a nice guy wasn’t getting him anywhere with Leanna. He was going to have to adapt, and just be the man who always got what he wanted.

“I’m having a little taste of the woman every other guy has overlooked.”