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sat on the couch next to him, and he shut his laptop immediately. Addison either didn’t notice or was too caught up to mention it.
“JAKE!” she yelled, so enraged that fury radiated from her. Jake came into the room, his expression far too innocent to be genuine.
“Yes, my dear?” he inquired politely, his voice dripping with sugar.
“Why is Kitty asking me about a photo of me getting a lap dance that is apparently on Facebook?” she asked, almost screaming the last word.
Archer’s mouth dropped open in astonishment. “You got a lapdance, Addison?”
“Really, now,” Jake said calmly. “What is all the fuss about?”
“Over a hundred people have commented on it, Jake. Take it off, now!”
Jake began taking his shirt off before Addy screamed frustratingly, “You know what I mean!”
Archer let out a long breath. He would definitely avoid leaving those two alone as much as he could.
***
Chapter 9
Archer woke to the sound of a scream. He jumped out of bed and ran to Addy, hoping she was unhurt, and ready to kill anything that was a threat to her. He ran to her room and found it empty, then ran to find her in the lounge room. She was sitting on the floor wearing a blue cricket shirt, one that said ADDISON 28 on the back. She screamed again, although now Archer recognized it as a cheer. Addison turned around to face him with huge smile on her face, but as she saw him her smile dropped to an unreadable expression. A blush filled her cheeks.
Archer glanced down, and realised he had rushed without thinking to put any clothes on. Archer quickly picked up a pillow and covered himself. Addison, with her eyes wide, lifted a brow.
“I … umm … I heard you scream,” Archer muttered.
Addison tried to hide her smile and failed miserably. “Sorry, Archer. I was just watching the India versus Australia game; I tend to get carried away. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Jake opened the front door, carrying what Archer assumed was lunch. Damn, those two could eat. Jake held enough bags to feed an army, and he put them on the kitchen table before returning to the lounge room. Archer noticed he was wearing an Australian cricket t-shirt in yellow and green with his name printed on the back.
“Little underdressed there, Archer,” Jake said, grinning.
“Jake, where the hell did you get that shirt from?” Archer said, completely baffled.
Jake glanced at Addison and said, “Addison had one with her name on it, so I had to get one.” As if that was a reasonable explanation.
“You’ve never watched this sport before,” Archer said, before adding, “Do you even know the rules?”
***
It was taking all of Addison’s concentration not to stare at Archer. His muscles were phenomenal. They were rippling and tensing every time he made the slightest movement. Addison was sure she was drooling and checked that her mouth was closed. Jake left the room, which left her and Archer alone again. Addison licked her lips, feeling awfully flushed.
She cleared her throat before stammering, “I, umm, my room. Yes, I need to go to my room for a minute.” She awkwardly stood up and made her way to the door.
Archer stopped her before she made her way to the hallway. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to a stop, then pushed her back against the wall. He put both his hands on either side of her, trapping her. The pillow dropped. Addison could feel his erection lying against her stomach, hot and heavy, hard and begging for attention.
Archer leaned in and gently touched his lips to hers, pulling away to assess her response. He was obviously pleased with what he saw, because he returned his lips to hers with more pressure. The kiss became deeper, Archer’s tongue dancing with hers. Addison pulled him closer, and then started tracing her lips and tongue down his neck. Archer moaned, encouraging Addison further.
Since the kiss at the restaurant, Addison had been craving another taste of Archer. He smelled like the most
“JAKE!” she yelled, so enraged that fury radiated from her. Jake came into the room, his expression far too innocent to be genuine.
“Yes, my dear?” he inquired politely, his voice dripping with sugar.
“Why is Kitty asking me about a photo of me getting a lap dance that is apparently on Facebook?” she asked, almost screaming the last word.
Archer’s mouth dropped open in astonishment. “You got a lapdance, Addison?”
“Really, now,” Jake said calmly. “What is all the fuss about?”
“Over a hundred people have commented on it, Jake. Take it off, now!”
Jake began taking his shirt off before Addy screamed frustratingly, “You know what I mean!”
Archer let out a long breath. He would definitely avoid leaving those two alone as much as he could.
***
Chapter 9
Archer woke to the sound of a scream. He jumped out of bed and ran to Addy, hoping she was unhurt, and ready to kill anything that was a threat to her. He ran to her room and found it empty, then ran to find her in the lounge room. She was sitting on the floor wearing a blue cricket shirt, one that said ADDISON 28 on the back. She screamed again, although now Archer recognized it as a cheer. Addison turned around to face him with huge smile on her face, but as she saw him her smile dropped to an unreadable expression. A blush filled her cheeks.
Archer glanced down, and realised he had rushed without thinking to put any clothes on. Archer quickly picked up a pillow and covered himself. Addison, with her eyes wide, lifted a brow.
“I … umm … I heard you scream,” Archer muttered.
Addison tried to hide her smile and failed miserably. “Sorry, Archer. I was just watching the India versus Australia game; I tend to get carried away. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Jake opened the front door, carrying what Archer assumed was lunch. Damn, those two could eat. Jake held enough bags to feed an army, and he put them on the kitchen table before returning to the lounge room. Archer noticed he was wearing an Australian cricket t-shirt in yellow and green with his name printed on the back.
“Little underdressed there, Archer,” Jake said, grinning.
“Jake, where the hell did you get that shirt from?” Archer said, completely baffled.
Jake glanced at Addison and said, “Addison had one with her name on it, so I had to get one.” As if that was a reasonable explanation.
“You’ve never watched this sport before,” Archer said, before adding, “Do you even know the rules?”
***
It was taking all of Addison’s concentration not to stare at Archer. His muscles were phenomenal. They were rippling and tensing every time he made the slightest movement. Addison was sure she was drooling and checked that her mouth was closed. Jake left the room, which left her and Archer alone again. Addison licked her lips, feeling awfully flushed.
She cleared her throat before stammering, “I, umm, my room. Yes, I need to go to my room for a minute.” She awkwardly stood up and made her way to the door.
Archer stopped her before she made her way to the hallway. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to a stop, then pushed her back against the wall. He put both his hands on either side of her, trapping her. The pillow dropped. Addison could feel his erection lying against her stomach, hot and heavy, hard and begging for attention.
Archer leaned in and gently touched his lips to hers, pulling away to assess her response. He was obviously pleased with what he saw, because he returned his lips to hers with more pressure. The kiss became deeper, Archer’s tongue dancing with hers. Addison pulled him closer, and then started tracing her lips and tongue down his neck. Archer moaned, encouraging Addison further.
Since the kiss at the restaurant, Addison had been craving another taste of Archer. He smelled like the most
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