I blurted. Maybe the alcohol had gone to my head, but I suggested the unthinkable. “But this is a sign you have to figure out if Philip is really the man you should marry. Can you really spend the rest of your life with a man without any physical connection?”
I wouldn’t blurt out that I thought Philip was Mr. Wrong, with or without hot biker dude in the picture. If she did marry Philip, then I’d be the bad one. The one who’d tried to tear them apart.
Leigh leaned forward. “Tell us the truth. Do you really want to marry Philip? Or do you feel like you have no choice?”
Storme seemed torn about her decision. I knew I’d made the right decision not to say anything more. The turbo extra large vibrator I ordered as a gag gift for the bachelorette party wouldn’t be a gag at all, more like a necessity.
Storme and Leigh went back and forth while I remained silent.
“Call Philip, tell him the truth about the kiss, and your doubts. Then try to come to a decision together,” advised Leigh.
Storme played with the material of her dress. “I guess that would be the right thing to do.”
I exchanged a wary glance with Leigh and nodded. “We’ll back your decision. Whatever it is. We’ll celebrate with you if you get married, and help you escape if you want to be a runaway bride.”
Stormed drained the glass of champagne. “Thanks guys. I’m better now. You’re right. I’m going to call him when I get home. Try to figure it out together. I just don’t want a cheap physical attraction to distract me from my real future.”
Even though she said she was better, the look on her face said she wasn’t. I knew I had to lighten the mood so I giggled and said, “Hey, I happen to adore cheap physical attractions.”
Storme seemed relieved by the opportunity to take the focus off of her as she said, “That’s because you’re hooked up with the hottest lifeguard in the Hamptons. How is Sean?”
With Sean, the attraction went beyond the physical. Sex had always been about attaining the almighty O, but truthfully until Sean I’d never experienced it. Not that I didn’t enjoy sex before, I did, but Sean made me feel with my very being. With my heart. I needed to take a large step back from that thought. I reminded myself we were all about the sex. “Sean is good. Very, very good.”
“Slut,” Leigh teased.
I raised a brow. “What about you? Care to tell us what’s been going on between you and Nick?” I’d seen this Nick guy and her getting cozy at the bonfire earlier in the week. The faint blush on Leigh’s cheeks told me nothing had happened yet.
Too bad, I thought. It seemed like I’d be the only one having fun this summer. Yep, that vibrator was going to be a huge hit at the bachelorette party.
Chapter 16
Sean
T he late July temperatures set records but it was nothing compared to the way Kelsey scorched up my nights. By day I worked the stand at Main Beach. Sometimes Kelsey and her friends would stop by for a couple of hours. But today she was solo, frolicking in the water in front of me.
Yep, frolicking. That was the only way to describe it.
The late-morning sun shone off her golden tanned skin. The white crochet bikini she wore was designed to torture mere mortal men like me. I had no idea how the material held up her ample breasts. The perfectly tied bows at the side of the bottoms beckoned my fingers to tug at its strings to unravel the prize beneath.
Though the white flags were up, the greedy Atlantic Ocean waves would wash her suit out to sea. Which is probably why she was teasing the water with only her toes and teasing me with the rest of her body, along with every damn man on the beach including Blake, who shared the stand with me today.
I looked away, twirling my whistle out of habit and concentrated on the group of forty-something ladies navigating the waves while their children dove in ahead of them. Yet my gaze kept returning to Kelsey, tracking her movement along the shore.
I wouldn’t blurt out that I thought Philip was Mr. Wrong, with or without hot biker dude in the picture. If she did marry Philip, then I’d be the bad one. The one who’d tried to tear them apart.
Leigh leaned forward. “Tell us the truth. Do you really want to marry Philip? Or do you feel like you have no choice?”
Storme seemed torn about her decision. I knew I’d made the right decision not to say anything more. The turbo extra large vibrator I ordered as a gag gift for the bachelorette party wouldn’t be a gag at all, more like a necessity.
Storme and Leigh went back and forth while I remained silent.
“Call Philip, tell him the truth about the kiss, and your doubts. Then try to come to a decision together,” advised Leigh.
Storme played with the material of her dress. “I guess that would be the right thing to do.”
I exchanged a wary glance with Leigh and nodded. “We’ll back your decision. Whatever it is. We’ll celebrate with you if you get married, and help you escape if you want to be a runaway bride.”
Stormed drained the glass of champagne. “Thanks guys. I’m better now. You’re right. I’m going to call him when I get home. Try to figure it out together. I just don’t want a cheap physical attraction to distract me from my real future.”
Even though she said she was better, the look on her face said she wasn’t. I knew I had to lighten the mood so I giggled and said, “Hey, I happen to adore cheap physical attractions.”
Storme seemed relieved by the opportunity to take the focus off of her as she said, “That’s because you’re hooked up with the hottest lifeguard in the Hamptons. How is Sean?”
With Sean, the attraction went beyond the physical. Sex had always been about attaining the almighty O, but truthfully until Sean I’d never experienced it. Not that I didn’t enjoy sex before, I did, but Sean made me feel with my very being. With my heart. I needed to take a large step back from that thought. I reminded myself we were all about the sex. “Sean is good. Very, very good.”
“Slut,” Leigh teased.
I raised a brow. “What about you? Care to tell us what’s been going on between you and Nick?” I’d seen this Nick guy and her getting cozy at the bonfire earlier in the week. The faint blush on Leigh’s cheeks told me nothing had happened yet.
Too bad, I thought. It seemed like I’d be the only one having fun this summer. Yep, that vibrator was going to be a huge hit at the bachelorette party.
Chapter 16
Sean
T he late July temperatures set records but it was nothing compared to the way Kelsey scorched up my nights. By day I worked the stand at Main Beach. Sometimes Kelsey and her friends would stop by for a couple of hours. But today she was solo, frolicking in the water in front of me.
Yep, frolicking. That was the only way to describe it.
The late-morning sun shone off her golden tanned skin. The white crochet bikini she wore was designed to torture mere mortal men like me. I had no idea how the material held up her ample breasts. The perfectly tied bows at the side of the bottoms beckoned my fingers to tug at its strings to unravel the prize beneath.
Though the white flags were up, the greedy Atlantic Ocean waves would wash her suit out to sea. Which is probably why she was teasing the water with only her toes and teasing me with the rest of her body, along with every damn man on the beach including Blake, who shared the stand with me today.
I looked away, twirling my whistle out of habit and concentrated on the group of forty-something ladies navigating the waves while their children dove in ahead of them. Yet my gaze kept returning to Kelsey, tracking her movement along the shore.
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