version either.
“Daddy, come play,” Lucy said and pulled on his hand as he pushed away his lustful thoughts. This wasn’t porn. He wasn’t banging the sitter.
Chapter Three
“Only if you’re good?” Victoria whispered. Her face heated from her own words.
What the hell kind of game was she playing? Mason wasn’t interested in her. She was just fun to play with. She shook her head. Overthinking was her enemy.
Not wanting to dwell on the embarrassing situation, Victoria pulled a piece off the meat and took a bite.
Perfect.
She went to place the other piece in her mouth but stopped when Mason placed his hand on her wrist and placed the meat to his mouth. He bit the meat, his lips brushing her fingers as he did. Victoria’s nipples tightened.
He winked at her before letting her hand go.
“Perfect,” he said and reached around her to grab the plates.
It was nothing. Really. They always set the table together, and often she would have him taste the meal. Maybe not out of her fingers, but it really was no big deal.
Or at least she thought.
Mason placed the plates next to her as she cut off little pieces of meat for the children, and he scooped a few vegetables on their plate.
He set it on the table in front of them.
“How many carrots do I have to eat?” Tommy asked.
“I don’t like the green things,” Lucy said.
Mason sighed loudly.
“You have two carrots, eat them both,” he said. “And the green is celery. It’s good for you.”
Really, Victoria didn’t mind. Children were honest about what they didn’t like. Unlike adults, it wasn’t meant as a slight against the person making the meal.
“Tori has been very nice to make us dinner,” Mason said as he poured water in four glasses. “Don’t you want her to keep cooking for us?”
Victoria brought their two plates over and placed them on the table. The children sat across from one another, and she could tell he was worried she might be upset.
She gave Mason a small smiled but stopped when Lucy launched herself from her chair.
“You won’t leave us will you?” she cried. “I promise I’ll be a good girl and eat the gross green things.”
Victoria smoothed down her hair and placed a kiss on top of her head.
“I wouldn’t leave even if you didn’t,” she said and looked down at her. Large tears pooled in the girl’s pretty hazel eyes. “But it would be very nice if you tried to eat the celery.”
Lucy nodded and walked back to her place at the table.
Victoria looked over at Mason, who watched the children as they silently ate. She could see the guilt in his eyes. He hadn’t meant to scare them.
They ate in silence, and when they were finished, she noticed that both had eaten everything on their plate.
Tommy stopped on his way out of the kitchen and handed her his plate.
“I don’t like carrots,” he said firmly. “But yours are good.”
She had to stop herself from pulling him into a hard hug and squeezing all the pain and mistrust right out of him.
Victoria watched as Mason took them into the other room for their evening bath. While the children splashed in the tub, she washed the dishes from the evening meal. She listened as he talked with them about their day.
He quieted for a moment, then forced a smile. “How would you both like to see your mother?”
Victoria dropped the dishes back into the sink and leaned forward to take deep breaths.
Sarah was back?
The children stared up at Mason with surprise, not that he could blame them. For the last year he had gone out of his way not to even mention her, and now here he was offering to take them to her.
“Is Mommy coming home?” Lucy asked and stepped out of the water.
He wrapped her in a warm towel and shook his head.
Tommy was next to step out. He stared his father right in the eye as he spoke.
“Good,” he said. “I don’t want her as Mommy anymore.”
Mason grimaced. This was going about as well as could be expected.
He wrapped the