Beneath the Surface (Sugarlake, #4)

by Emily McIntire

“Thanks for watching him.” She yawns. I smile, my thumb pressing into her arch. “You’ve gotta stop thanking me. I told you I’ll do it for as long as you need.” Her head tilts. “Oh, yeah? You gonna move here and babysit forever?” I smirk. “I don’t think I can commit to moving here permanently. Not when I can’t even get you to watch a movie with me after Chase goes to sleep.” She rolls her eyes. “I don’t even have any movies other than a few Disney ones.” “So you’re saying if you did have one, then you would?” She frowns. “I guess.” My chest warms. I’ve been trying to get her to relax around me for the past two weeks—ever since she pushed me away when I was two seconds from fucking her against the kitchen counter. “Lucky for you, I brought some.” She huffs out a laugh. “Of course you did.” “I wasn’t sure what type of movie buff you were, so I brought options.” I wiggle my brows. “Horror. Rom-com. Action. You pick it, we’ll watch it.” She bites her lip. “You don’t seem like a rom-com kind of guy, no offense.” Her leg jerks when my thumb presses against a tender spot. “I mean, I’m definitely offended, but it’s fine.” She giggles. “Well, I’m not a rom-com kinda girl, so let’s do action.”