Gentleman Wanted 11

Gemma

I now knew why they called him Gentleman, and it had nothing to do with his almost old fashioned respect for women. Although I was pretty sure that had a lot to do with it.

No, Gentleman was called Gentleman because he always made a woman cum, numerous times in my case.

“You look lost in thought?”

His voice made me jump. Turning in my seat, I let my eyes drift over him. His dark hair was still wet from the shower, his jeans gaping, but it was the bare chest that made my mouth water.

I continued to stare at him. What was it about a shirtless man holding a baby that made my ovaries ache?

Gent’s smile grew. It was like he could read my thoughts. “See something you like?”

I nodded eagerly. “A shirtless man holding a baby? What’s not to like?”

“So it could be any man? As long as he was shirtless and holding a baby?” One dark eyebrow wiggled suggestively.

Laughing, I tilted my chin. I tried to hide my teasing smile from him. “I think I like you the best, though.”

Gent stalked towar