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her.”
Doug’s gaze was on some petite blonde who smiled at him as she moved with the line of dancers. Almost absent-mindedly he asked, “Yeah? So what’s she askin?”
“She wants to sleep with the two of us.”
“What?” he asked in disbelief. Doug turned to face his friend. “Annie?” He obviously needed to clarify what Grady had said.“Are you sure you heard right?”
“I heard right,” Grady said with a nod. “I told you about the jerk she married. Well, she finally found out the truth.”
“What? That he has another wife?”
“Yep, and all the other women,” he said with a shrug. “In any case, you can imagine she’s a bit upset, though she won’t admit it. This is payback, ‘cept she won’t admit that either. If we don’t help her out, who knows what she might do or what kind of jerk she might take up with. I don’t want to see her hurt.”
“Fine,” Doug said as he licked his lips in obvious anticipation.
Grady nodded. “Remember what I said.” His voice deepened with clear warning. “She’s not going to get hurt.”
“I know. Don’t worry. I’ll keep my mouth shut. The dumb bastard’s done us a favor.”
Grady nodded. “That he has; ‘cept I think tonight is the only time it’s going to happen.”
“Why?”
“Because I know her. She’s a lot more upset than she’ll say right now, but tomorrow, don’t be surprised if she’s embarrassed. If she is, just make yourself scarce. Trying to talk to her will only make it worse.”
“So what does that mean? She’s going to hate me forever?”
“No. She won’t hate you, and eventually, she’ll get over being embarrassed.” He sighed, thinking about the situation and what he knew of Annie, which was a lot since he’d known her—and wanted her—for so long. “Just pick up on her moods. They’re easy enough to read, and if she changes her mind, even if it’s at the last minute, get the hell out. You got that?”
“Got it.”
Chapter Two
They sat in Grady’s truck while Doug ran in to the liquor store. “I told you, you didn’t need to do this,” Annie protested. “I have all the alcohol you can drink at my place. Is it still Red Stag?”
He didn’t respond to her question but instead insisted, “I’m doing it. Tonight is special. We need to celebrate your new beginning, and I think I can splurge on a good bottle of champagne.”
Annie laughed. “Remember what happened the last time I drank champagne?”
He nodded and allowed a soft sigh, as he clearly remembered. He half-turned toward her, his arm on the back of her seat, brushed her neck. “My sister’s wedding. That time, we almost went to bed.” He grinned. “This time, we will.”
She smiled. “I mean, I got sick.”
“You got sick because you were a kid and drank too much.”
“What did you tell him?” she asked, nodded toward the store Doug had just entered. “He looks like he’s afraid of me.”
“Probably he is, a little. I just told him to be careful. That I don’t want to see you hurt.”
She allowed a soft laugh. “So it’s not me he’s afraid of; it’s you.”
“If he knows what’s good for him,” Grady breathed.
She turned toward him and touched the buttons of his shirt. “You think we could get a head start? I mean…it’s been a long time since I made out in a truck.”
“Too long,” he said, turning farther. He unbuckled both their belts and brought her firmly against him. The kiss was a gentle teasing at first. Soon, it turned into more as his tongue sought to discover every part of her mouth.
“Damn, you taste good,” he said as his tongue slipped from her mouth. “You’re sweet like when we were kids.”
She moaned a soft sound of delight as they greedily indulged in the pleasure, kissing with escalating desire. Their tongues fought a luscious battle as each pressed closer, absorbing heat, flavor and texture until Annie and Grady were mindless to anything but a deep yearning for
Doug’s gaze was on some petite blonde who smiled at him as she moved with the line of dancers. Almost absent-mindedly he asked, “Yeah? So what’s she askin?”
“She wants to sleep with the two of us.”
“What?” he asked in disbelief. Doug turned to face his friend. “Annie?” He obviously needed to clarify what Grady had said.“Are you sure you heard right?”
“I heard right,” Grady said with a nod. “I told you about the jerk she married. Well, she finally found out the truth.”
“What? That he has another wife?”
“Yep, and all the other women,” he said with a shrug. “In any case, you can imagine she’s a bit upset, though she won’t admit it. This is payback, ‘cept she won’t admit that either. If we don’t help her out, who knows what she might do or what kind of jerk she might take up with. I don’t want to see her hurt.”
“Fine,” Doug said as he licked his lips in obvious anticipation.
Grady nodded. “Remember what I said.” His voice deepened with clear warning. “She’s not going to get hurt.”
“I know. Don’t worry. I’ll keep my mouth shut. The dumb bastard’s done us a favor.”
Grady nodded. “That he has; ‘cept I think tonight is the only time it’s going to happen.”
“Why?”
“Because I know her. She’s a lot more upset than she’ll say right now, but tomorrow, don’t be surprised if she’s embarrassed. If she is, just make yourself scarce. Trying to talk to her will only make it worse.”
“So what does that mean? She’s going to hate me forever?”
“No. She won’t hate you, and eventually, she’ll get over being embarrassed.” He sighed, thinking about the situation and what he knew of Annie, which was a lot since he’d known her—and wanted her—for so long. “Just pick up on her moods. They’re easy enough to read, and if she changes her mind, even if it’s at the last minute, get the hell out. You got that?”
“Got it.”
Chapter Two
They sat in Grady’s truck while Doug ran in to the liquor store. “I told you, you didn’t need to do this,” Annie protested. “I have all the alcohol you can drink at my place. Is it still Red Stag?”
He didn’t respond to her question but instead insisted, “I’m doing it. Tonight is special. We need to celebrate your new beginning, and I think I can splurge on a good bottle of champagne.”
Annie laughed. “Remember what happened the last time I drank champagne?”
He nodded and allowed a soft sigh, as he clearly remembered. He half-turned toward her, his arm on the back of her seat, brushed her neck. “My sister’s wedding. That time, we almost went to bed.” He grinned. “This time, we will.”
She smiled. “I mean, I got sick.”
“You got sick because you were a kid and drank too much.”
“What did you tell him?” she asked, nodded toward the store Doug had just entered. “He looks like he’s afraid of me.”
“Probably he is, a little. I just told him to be careful. That I don’t want to see you hurt.”
She allowed a soft laugh. “So it’s not me he’s afraid of; it’s you.”
“If he knows what’s good for him,” Grady breathed.
She turned toward him and touched the buttons of his shirt. “You think we could get a head start? I mean…it’s been a long time since I made out in a truck.”
“Too long,” he said, turning farther. He unbuckled both their belts and brought her firmly against him. The kiss was a gentle teasing at first. Soon, it turned into more as his tongue sought to discover every part of her mouth.
“Damn, you taste good,” he said as his tongue slipped from her mouth. “You’re sweet like when we were kids.”
She moaned a soft sound of delight as they greedily indulged in the pleasure, kissing with escalating desire. Their tongues fought a luscious battle as each pressed closer, absorbing heat, flavor and texture until Annie and Grady were mindless to anything but a deep yearning for
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