Wild Heart (Viper's Heart Duet Book 2)(2)

By: Beth Ehemann


She sat up, shaking her head. “You don’t have to.”

I put my hand on her shoulder, stopping her before she could stand. “I know I don’t have to. I want to.”

“Really?” she asked skeptically.

“Yeah,” I shrugged as I stood. “You’re not the only one I missed.”

Her eyes softened as she chewed on the corner of her lip, trying not smile.

“I mean it—stay right there. Just like that,” I ordered. “Actually . . . wait. You were more like this.” I opened her legs a little wider. “There. Perfect. Don’t move.”

Her cheeks turned pink and she lifted her hand to her mouth, trying to stifle her laugh.

“Uh . . . wait a sec,” she called out as I started toward the door. I turned back and her eyes moved from my face to my cock as she lifted an eyebrow. “You wanna do something about that? That’s a conversation I’m not ready to have yet.”

I looked down at the bulge in my sweats. “Oooh, good call. We don’t want The Viking to scare the poor kid.” I shot her a wink and tucked my boner in the best I could as she rolled her eyes. “I mean it—don’t move. And for the love of God don’t fall asleep.”

“Got it, boss,” she joked, nodding obediently as I turned and left the room.

Boss, huh? I could get used to that.



“Moooooooommmmmmmyyyyyyy!” Matthew called one more time, just as I got to his door. The glow from the hallway moved across the room as I pushed the door open, eventually lighting up his face. He squinted and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

“What’s up, buddy?” I greeted with a loud whisper.

His mouth fell open and he dropped his hand. “Viper!” he shouted excitedly. He climbed to his feet and jumped from the bed into my arms, wrapping himself around me like a monkey.

I squeezed him back, hard. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too! Did you have a good trip?”

“I did—”

“I watched your games,” he interrupted. “There were four of them. You played really good for three and kinda sucked for one.”

I let out a quick laugh. Gotta love the honesty of a five-year-old. “I did suck for one of them, didn’t I?”

“Yeah.” He nodded as he pulled back but didn’t take his arms off me. “I told Mom that and she said not to say ‘suck.’”

I rolled my eyes and chuckled under my breath. “Of course she did.”

He stared at me for a second, his big blue eyes traveling all over my face, before he cracked a tight-lipped smile and squeezed me again.

“What’s this one for?”

“I just missed you,” he muffled into my shoulder.

I closed my eyes and tightened my arms around him. “I missed you, too, bud. That’s why I came over tonight. I wanted to be here when you got up in the morning.”

“Do you have hockey tomorrow?” he asked as he wiggled out of my arms and sat on the edge of his bed.

“Nope, we have an off day.”

“Yay!” he cheered, pumping his little arms in the air. “Can we do stuff?”

I sat down on the bed next to him. “Sure. What did you have in mind?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Go out for breakfast, go to the park, go to the zoo, maybe the circus? Then lunch, the library, play catch in the backyard—”

“Wait a sec.” I looked at him in amazement. “You want to do all of that tomorrow?”

He nodded proudly. “Then if we have extra time, can we get ice cream?”

I shook my head incredulously. “Buddy, if we’re gonna get even half of that done, we both need to get some sleep.” I stood up and reached around him, lifting the blankets for him to crawl under.

I pulled the quilt up to his chin and then tucked the sides in nice and tight. “I’ll tell you what . . . you close your eyes and get a good night’s sleep and I’ll see what I can do about that list of yours. Deal?”

“Deal,” he agreed with a grin.

I leaned down and kissed his forehead before heading back down the hall to Michelle’s room.



As I pushed her bedroom door open and saw her curled up with her back to me, my poor dick wept with disappointment.