Read Online Lick Is A Four-Letter Word by Erin M. Leaf - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Erin M. Leaf
Ads: Link
backups.” She smiled impishly. “If I left that up
to the rest of the office, they’d never do any.”
“You
can’t have too many backups,”
Troy
said.
“Exactly,”
she declared, delighted by his bemused expression. He actually looked cute,
rather than predatory. That was a first.
“You’re
wearing glasses today,”
Troy
said, interrupting her thoughts. “I don’t remember you wearing them in the
elevator.”
Felicity
nodded, trying to keep her eyes away from his groin. No staring at his goods ,
she told herself firmly. “I wear contact lenses, too. Today my eyes were
bothering me. Allergies.”
He nodded.
“Josh has seasonal allergies, too.”
“He
does?” Felicity frowned. “Where is Josh?” She looked around.
Troy
huffed. “We’re not attached at the hip, you know.”
She
grinned at him, but just as he finished speaking, the door slammed at the other
end of the room.
Crap , she thought, disbelievingly. So much for my
doorstop.
“
Troy
? You
in here?” Josh called.
Felicity
banged her head against the server cage.
“Hey,
what are you doing?”
Troy
shoved his hand between her head and the metal. “We’re over here!” he called
out.
Felicity
banged her head against his hand.
“Will
you stop that?” he said, exasperated.
Felicity
looked at him. “I had the door wedged open for a reason.”
Troy
’s
hazel eyes went wide. “You don’t mean…”
“
Troy
, shit! I think I
just locked us in down here,” Josh called.
Felicity
nodded. It was kind of ridiculous how they kept getting locked into places
together.
Troy
started laughing. “This can’t be real. I bet I’m asleep and dreaming this. It’s
a good dream, too.”
Felicity
wasn’t as amused. Her ankle hurt, her ass ached from the cold floor, and she
was beginning to get goose bumps from the air conditioning. She’d worn a
sleeveless top since it was another hot day outside. She hadn’t grabbed her
sweater when she’d come down, thinking she’d only be down here a few minutes.
“I wish I was dreaming,” she muttered.
“Don’t
say that. It’s not the end of the world, being stuck with the two of us,”
Troy
protested.
She
patted him on the arm. “I’m happy to see you, don’t worry.” She looked up as
Josh came into view between the stacks of equipment and shelves. “And Josh, of course.”
“Someone
shoved a chair in front of the door,” Josh said. He smiled sheepishly at her.
“I moved it and the door slammed shut.”
“Hi
Josh,” she said, smiling back, despite her frustration. He looked just as yummy
as
Troy
in his
khakis and green button-down shirt. He’d rolled up the sleeves, showing the
muscles on his forearms. “I’m the one who shoved the chair in the door. To keep it from closing.”
“Oh. Yeah, about that.” Josh ran a hand over the back of his
neck. “Sorry?”
“We’re
locked in, aren’t we,”
Troy
stated dryly.
“That
we are.” Josh sighed and sat down, crossing his legs pretzel-style in front of
him.
Damn,
he’s limber, Felicity thought. Her brain supplied
her with all the ways his flexibility would make him awesome in bed. She felt
herself flush as she struggled to get a grip on her imagination. The last
thing I need to do is start picturing them naked. Again.
“Cell
phones don’t work down here, do they?” she asked, instead of ripping their
clothes off, like she wanted.
“It
doesn’t matter if they do,”
Troy
said, pulling his out. “It’s after hours. It’ll be a while before someone can
come and let us out.”
Felicity
dug in her pocket and pulled hers out, too. “I have two bars. I’ll call my
friend Sue to come get us.” She slid her finger across the screen. When her
friend picked up, Felicity gritted her teeth, knowing exactly what was going to
happen. “Hi Sue.”
“Felicity! Why are you calling me at
nine o’clock on a Monday night? I thought you were going to go straight home to
bed? You told me your ankle hurt,” Sue said.
From
the
to the rest of the office, they’d never do any.”
“You
can’t have too many backups,”
Troy
said.
“Exactly,”
she declared, delighted by his bemused expression. He actually looked cute,
rather than predatory. That was a first.
“You’re
wearing glasses today,”
Troy
said, interrupting her thoughts. “I don’t remember you wearing them in the
elevator.”
Felicity
nodded, trying to keep her eyes away from his groin. No staring at his goods ,
she told herself firmly. “I wear contact lenses, too. Today my eyes were
bothering me. Allergies.”
He nodded.
“Josh has seasonal allergies, too.”
“He
does?” Felicity frowned. “Where is Josh?” She looked around.
Troy
huffed. “We’re not attached at the hip, you know.”
She
grinned at him, but just as he finished speaking, the door slammed at the other
end of the room.
Crap , she thought, disbelievingly. So much for my
doorstop.
“
Troy
? You
in here?” Josh called.
Felicity
banged her head against the server cage.
“Hey,
what are you doing?”
Troy
shoved his hand between her head and the metal. “We’re over here!” he called
out.
Felicity
banged her head against his hand.
“Will
you stop that?” he said, exasperated.
Felicity
looked at him. “I had the door wedged open for a reason.”
Troy
’s
hazel eyes went wide. “You don’t mean…”
“
Troy
, shit! I think I
just locked us in down here,” Josh called.
Felicity
nodded. It was kind of ridiculous how they kept getting locked into places
together.
Troy
started laughing. “This can’t be real. I bet I’m asleep and dreaming this. It’s
a good dream, too.”
Felicity
wasn’t as amused. Her ankle hurt, her ass ached from the cold floor, and she
was beginning to get goose bumps from the air conditioning. She’d worn a
sleeveless top since it was another hot day outside. She hadn’t grabbed her
sweater when she’d come down, thinking she’d only be down here a few minutes.
“I wish I was dreaming,” she muttered.
“Don’t
say that. It’s not the end of the world, being stuck with the two of us,”
Troy
protested.
She
patted him on the arm. “I’m happy to see you, don’t worry.” She looked up as
Josh came into view between the stacks of equipment and shelves. “And Josh, of course.”
“Someone
shoved a chair in front of the door,” Josh said. He smiled sheepishly at her.
“I moved it and the door slammed shut.”
“Hi
Josh,” she said, smiling back, despite her frustration. He looked just as yummy
as
Troy
in his
khakis and green button-down shirt. He’d rolled up the sleeves, showing the
muscles on his forearms. “I’m the one who shoved the chair in the door. To keep it from closing.”
“Oh. Yeah, about that.” Josh ran a hand over the back of his
neck. “Sorry?”
“We’re
locked in, aren’t we,”
Troy
stated dryly.
“That
we are.” Josh sighed and sat down, crossing his legs pretzel-style in front of
him.
Damn,
he’s limber, Felicity thought. Her brain supplied
her with all the ways his flexibility would make him awesome in bed. She felt
herself flush as she struggled to get a grip on her imagination. The last
thing I need to do is start picturing them naked. Again.
“Cell
phones don’t work down here, do they?” she asked, instead of ripping their
clothes off, like she wanted.
“It
doesn’t matter if they do,”
Troy
said, pulling his out. “It’s after hours. It’ll be a while before someone can
come and let us out.”
Felicity
dug in her pocket and pulled hers out, too. “I have two bars. I’ll call my
friend Sue to come get us.” She slid her finger across the screen. When her
friend picked up, Felicity gritted her teeth, knowing exactly what was going to
happen. “Hi Sue.”
“Felicity! Why are you calling me at
nine o’clock on a Monday night? I thought you were going to go straight home to
bed? You told me your ankle hurt,” Sue said.
From
the