me grief because I want to look
nice?” Gin groused.
“Because you’re kind of a space cadet and you get
distracted. Seth and Chase both hate to be late anywhere.”
“It’s not like I set out to be late.”
“I know.” She quickly hugged Gin. “Now, get out. You have to
get ready.”
“Are you going to tell me what you guys were talking about?”
“No. I think you’ll have more fun figuring it out for
yourself.”
“I don’t like that wicked gleam in your eyes, wench,” Gin
said.
“Then stop looking at it. Your knight with the shining
speculum awaits.”
Gin spat her last gulp of wine out into the yard. “Did you
really go there?”
“I think I did.”
“Are you drunk?”
“No, I only had two glasses.”
“That was a whole bottle.”
“You’re the one who brought three,” Anne teased. “No,
really. I’m not tipsy in the least. All the grease and pizza sucked it up like
a sponge.”
“I’m not interested in Seth,” Gin clarified.
“Okay.”
“Really.”
“Really, okay.”
“Seriously.”
“Who are you trying convince? Me or yourself?” Anne asked.
“Shut up.”
“Then get your butt in gear before he comes out here again.”
“I don’t know why he’s here so early. We have six hours.”
“Maybe he wants to take you to eat first.” Anne grinned.
“It’s dinner theater.”
“The food probably sucks.”
“Or he thinks he’s going to get laid,” Gin mused.
“Come on, you know Seth isn’t like that.”
“Well, why isn’t he? Fucking is simple. That makes sense to
me,” Gin said with a pout. “I don’t understand him.”
“Why are you trying to understand him? I thought you didn’t
like him.”
“Shut. Up.” Gin splashed her and climbed out of the tub.
Anne just laughed as Gin padded into the house.
When Anne was sure she’d heard the telltale sound of Seth’s
car pulling out of the driveway sometime later, she ripped her bathing suit off
and flung it onto the deck.
She turned the jets on high and relaxed with another
soul-deep sigh. She reached for more pizza and refilled her glass of Rosa
Regale. All was as right as it could be at the moment.
If she didn’t take into account she’d left her towel in the
kitchen.
Chapter Six
A naked and dripping Anne was doing exactly shit for his
resolve to forget what had happened between them.
Not that he could actually forget living out his fantasy in
the kitchen or forget it had been better than anything he’d dreamed of, but for
the sake of their friendship, Chase had decided he had to put it out of his
head. He’d been around the block more than once. He’d had friends with
benefits, but Anne deserved better than that from anyone she was with.
He hadn’t been able to think, all the blood that should have
been powering his brain diverted to keeping his cock hard. And today, he
couldn’t stop thinking about her, remembering the taste of her on his lips, the
feel of her breasts and the way her sweet cunt had clenched around him as she’d
whispered for him to fuck her. Something he’d only ever heard in his wildest
fantasies. Those words could have been dirty and crude, but they weren’t. On
her lips, they were intimate and soft, only for him.
Now she stood before him, the ends of her dark hair clinging
in damp ringlets around her shoulders, a stark contrast against her skin, which
was pink from the heat of the Jacuzzi. Droplets of water sluiced between the
valley of her perfect breasts, over the flat plane of her belly and down the
long length of those legs that had been so recently wrapped around his waist.
Her full lips parted in a tiny gasp and she blushed but
didn’t try to hide her nakedness. Chase struggled to draw his eyes up to her
face, but he couldn’t. He’d been looking into the depths of her eyes for years
and this was a vision he’d never get enough of. Chase memorized the curve of
her hips, the delicate, dark triangle at the apex of her thighs, the
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