rooms. Ethan was now in her mother's room. Megan and Chase were obviously playing around as laughs and giggles escaped the guest room walls.
Grace pulled on a pair of cheerleading shorts and a T-shirt that said COACH in big letters across the breast line. They were both a little more snug than they used to be, but they still fit. It wasn't like Ethan was looking to get in bed with her anyway.
* * * *
Ethan will only be here a couple days. If I'm going to seduce him ... Her mind stopped. Seduce him, no, no, no. “Grace get it together,” she said aloud and surveyed the videos. While they talked at dinner, Grace formulated a plan. She just hoped Ethan would play along. Even with the extra pounds, she looked pretty good. Confidence? Where have you been hiding?
Grace was already in the living room when Ethan got downstairs. From the kitchen, he could see her long red braid stretched down her back over a fitted white T-shirt stopping an inch above what appeared to be a pair of blue short shorts. He was glad he just took his shoes up and didn't change into pajama bottoms, which would have given away the sudden level of excitement he was showing.
Down boy, he thought to himself. He hadn't been excited by a woman without reason in a long time. Sure he had been with a woman or two since his fiancé left him but nothing serious. He wanted something; they wanted something. No one got hurt. Grace had him jumping out of his skin at every turn, doing anything for a reaction.
He had to feed her from his own spoon just to watch her lips open and curl around it. If she had any idea how much he enjoyed her mouth ... Down boy!
Ethan approached the living room with the bag of Oreos he fished from the cabinet and two glasses of milk. He set the items on the table and took his place on the couch. Following the trail of that long red braid, he realized, he could enjoy this view all night.
"AAAAAhhhh.” He stretched aloud. “Nothing like a girls’ night in.” No time like the present to get a reaction.
Grace would either stay and hang out with him or bolt for the bedroom feigning sleepiness. He couldn't say he enjoyed chick flicks, but he was a sensitive guy, and a good old fashioned movie was always good to make a woman swoon. For the first time in his life, he needed help with that.
"What?” She turned from the DVD player to find Ethan had made himself right at home. It surprised her how much she enjoyed that fact. He seemed to be comfortable no matter where he was. She, on the other hand, was sowing the seed of doubt. It may not be a good idea to pretend like they are an item. It could lead to lots of questions, and she wouldn't have answers. After all, she didn't really know him.
"Nice,” he said and nodded his head. The surround sound filled the entire room. She had chosen Casablanca , one of his favorites. He tried to focus on what he could see on the screen behind her, but her breasts were emblazoned with the word COACH and screaming for attention.
"Excuse me?” She couldn't believe he was ogling her. Of course, she wanted him to but not so overtly.
"The system.” He smiled. “Surround sound, you can hear it all over.” And nice shirt too by the way , he caught himself in his thoughts, don't stare at her boobs make eye contact.
"Oh, yeah, I guess it's all right.” She sat next to him, not close but not all the way to the other end. The only good thing she got out of that lousy Mitchell was this system.
"What's keeping them?” She peered over her shoulder at the kitchen as if expecting to see Megan and Chase appear from the stairs anytime. Butterflies were building in her stomach. The old less confident Grace was fighting to get to the surface. She had to stuff her back down.
"Uhum.” He cleared his throat. “I don't think they will be joining us."
"Why not?” They said they weren't tired. Grace couldn't believe Megan would do this to her. She wanted to hang out, enjoy a movie, and get to know Ethan.
"Well,
Grace pulled on a pair of cheerleading shorts and a T-shirt that said COACH in big letters across the breast line. They were both a little more snug than they used to be, but they still fit. It wasn't like Ethan was looking to get in bed with her anyway.
* * * *
Ethan will only be here a couple days. If I'm going to seduce him ... Her mind stopped. Seduce him, no, no, no. “Grace get it together,” she said aloud and surveyed the videos. While they talked at dinner, Grace formulated a plan. She just hoped Ethan would play along. Even with the extra pounds, she looked pretty good. Confidence? Where have you been hiding?
Grace was already in the living room when Ethan got downstairs. From the kitchen, he could see her long red braid stretched down her back over a fitted white T-shirt stopping an inch above what appeared to be a pair of blue short shorts. He was glad he just took his shoes up and didn't change into pajama bottoms, which would have given away the sudden level of excitement he was showing.
Down boy, he thought to himself. He hadn't been excited by a woman without reason in a long time. Sure he had been with a woman or two since his fiancé left him but nothing serious. He wanted something; they wanted something. No one got hurt. Grace had him jumping out of his skin at every turn, doing anything for a reaction.
He had to feed her from his own spoon just to watch her lips open and curl around it. If she had any idea how much he enjoyed her mouth ... Down boy!
Ethan approached the living room with the bag of Oreos he fished from the cabinet and two glasses of milk. He set the items on the table and took his place on the couch. Following the trail of that long red braid, he realized, he could enjoy this view all night.
"AAAAAhhhh.” He stretched aloud. “Nothing like a girls’ night in.” No time like the present to get a reaction.
Grace would either stay and hang out with him or bolt for the bedroom feigning sleepiness. He couldn't say he enjoyed chick flicks, but he was a sensitive guy, and a good old fashioned movie was always good to make a woman swoon. For the first time in his life, he needed help with that.
"What?” She turned from the DVD player to find Ethan had made himself right at home. It surprised her how much she enjoyed that fact. He seemed to be comfortable no matter where he was. She, on the other hand, was sowing the seed of doubt. It may not be a good idea to pretend like they are an item. It could lead to lots of questions, and she wouldn't have answers. After all, she didn't really know him.
"Nice,” he said and nodded his head. The surround sound filled the entire room. She had chosen Casablanca , one of his favorites. He tried to focus on what he could see on the screen behind her, but her breasts were emblazoned with the word COACH and screaming for attention.
"Excuse me?” She couldn't believe he was ogling her. Of course, she wanted him to but not so overtly.
"The system.” He smiled. “Surround sound, you can hear it all over.” And nice shirt too by the way , he caught himself in his thoughts, don't stare at her boobs make eye contact.
"Oh, yeah, I guess it's all right.” She sat next to him, not close but not all the way to the other end. The only good thing she got out of that lousy Mitchell was this system.
"What's keeping them?” She peered over her shoulder at the kitchen as if expecting to see Megan and Chase appear from the stairs anytime. Butterflies were building in her stomach. The old less confident Grace was fighting to get to the surface. She had to stuff her back down.
"Uhum.” He cleared his throat. “I don't think they will be joining us."
"Why not?” They said they weren't tired. Grace couldn't believe Megan would do this to her. She wanted to hang out, enjoy a movie, and get to know Ethan.
"Well,
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