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Authors: Allyson Lindt
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This is new territory to me. I’m still figuring out how I’m supposed to act.”
A short laugh slipped out. “Me too, but if nothing else is supposed to change, then we act like we always have.” He squeezed her fingers. “We don’t have to tell Kenzie, because there’s nothing for her to know.”
Except something had changed. It wasn't only that the images dancing in her head felt far more real now she had a point of reference. Or that her fantasies about sex with Zane had a basis in reality and would be more insistent than ever. But it wasn’t a bad change, and the things he’d done with his tongue—she had no problem admitting she’d been wrong about being on the receiving end. And she could do this. They were still friends. “I guess so.”
“You know so, or it doesn’t count.”
“I know so.”
He traced his thumb along the back of her hand. “So no big deal if it happens again?”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
He gave her a sideways glance.
She wasn’t writing off another chance at whatever they could get up to. “No big bad deal, if it happens again. If next time is anything like this afternoon, it’s certainly not insignificant.”
“Fair enough.” He let go of her hand to downshift and turn into the restaurant parking lot. A whisper of disappointment trickled through her at the missing contact, but she tucked it away.
They maneuvered through the parking lot, looking for an empty spot. Riley recognized the familiar black Escalade in the front row as they approached, the G4M3G0D license plate making it hard to miss. She wasn’t surprised Scott and Kenzie were already there. They were rarely less than ten minutes early to anything.
“Game God? Really?” Zane’s question was laced with disgust. “I wonder what kind of jackass drives that.”
This wasn’t quite how she’d wanted to continue a fantastic evening.
He glanced at her, as he pulled into a parking spot. “You’re kidding.”
“I told you. Kenzie landed herself a sexy rich guy.”
“He’s like… a programmer or something?” Zane fell into step beside her, as they headed toward the restaurant.
She probably should have given him a little more information when she extended her sister’s invite, but the conversation had taken a random tangent—like they so frequently did—and she’d never gotten around to it. “Something like that. He’s Chief Technology Officer of Rinslet Enterprises.”
Zane’s step faltered. “You mean that Scott McAllister? How do you neglect to mention your sister is engaged to one of the biggest names in the industry?”
Sometimes Riley forgot Zane could be a fan boy. She tugged his hand to get him moving again. “Because I know him, and he’s just another guy.”
“Yeah, okay.” He didn’t sound convinced. He also didn’t let go of her hand, as they approached the entrance.
Kenzie looked at their intertwined fingers and then back at Riley, a knowing smile on her lips. Scott glanced at his watch.
Riley glared at her sister, hoping to convey this wasn’t what it looked like.
Kenzie shook her head, still smiling, and turned to Zane. “Hey, stranger.”
“Hey, yourself.” He gave her a brief hug, both of them pulling away awkwardly.
Riley hid her laugh. Neither her sister nor Zane was ever physical, but it showed the most when they were together.
Introductions were made, while Scott studied Zane, brow furrowed.
“They won’t hold our table forever.” Scott’s tone was friendly but clipped.
Riley resisted the urge to ask what his problem was. He seemed to have lost the good humor she assumed was an integral part of him. She glanced at her sister. Kenzie’s shocked expression probably mirrored her own.
“Right. Sure.” Kenzie nodded toward the entrance. “We’ll catch up when we’re seated.”
The steakhouse was packed with an eclectic assortment of businessmen drinking and loosening their ties, families, and couples in jeans and T-shirts. Amber light diffused
A short laugh slipped out. “Me too, but if nothing else is supposed to change, then we act like we always have.” He squeezed her fingers. “We don’t have to tell Kenzie, because there’s nothing for her to know.”
Except something had changed. It wasn't only that the images dancing in her head felt far more real now she had a point of reference. Or that her fantasies about sex with Zane had a basis in reality and would be more insistent than ever. But it wasn’t a bad change, and the things he’d done with his tongue—she had no problem admitting she’d been wrong about being on the receiving end. And she could do this. They were still friends. “I guess so.”
“You know so, or it doesn’t count.”
“I know so.”
He traced his thumb along the back of her hand. “So no big deal if it happens again?”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
He gave her a sideways glance.
She wasn’t writing off another chance at whatever they could get up to. “No big bad deal, if it happens again. If next time is anything like this afternoon, it’s certainly not insignificant.”
“Fair enough.” He let go of her hand to downshift and turn into the restaurant parking lot. A whisper of disappointment trickled through her at the missing contact, but she tucked it away.
They maneuvered through the parking lot, looking for an empty spot. Riley recognized the familiar black Escalade in the front row as they approached, the G4M3G0D license plate making it hard to miss. She wasn’t surprised Scott and Kenzie were already there. They were rarely less than ten minutes early to anything.
“Game God? Really?” Zane’s question was laced with disgust. “I wonder what kind of jackass drives that.”
This wasn’t quite how she’d wanted to continue a fantastic evening.
He glanced at her, as he pulled into a parking spot. “You’re kidding.”
“I told you. Kenzie landed herself a sexy rich guy.”
“He’s like… a programmer or something?” Zane fell into step beside her, as they headed toward the restaurant.
She probably should have given him a little more information when she extended her sister’s invite, but the conversation had taken a random tangent—like they so frequently did—and she’d never gotten around to it. “Something like that. He’s Chief Technology Officer of Rinslet Enterprises.”
Zane’s step faltered. “You mean that Scott McAllister? How do you neglect to mention your sister is engaged to one of the biggest names in the industry?”
Sometimes Riley forgot Zane could be a fan boy. She tugged his hand to get him moving again. “Because I know him, and he’s just another guy.”
“Yeah, okay.” He didn’t sound convinced. He also didn’t let go of her hand, as they approached the entrance.
Kenzie looked at their intertwined fingers and then back at Riley, a knowing smile on her lips. Scott glanced at his watch.
Riley glared at her sister, hoping to convey this wasn’t what it looked like.
Kenzie shook her head, still smiling, and turned to Zane. “Hey, stranger.”
“Hey, yourself.” He gave her a brief hug, both of them pulling away awkwardly.
Riley hid her laugh. Neither her sister nor Zane was ever physical, but it showed the most when they were together.
Introductions were made, while Scott studied Zane, brow furrowed.
“They won’t hold our table forever.” Scott’s tone was friendly but clipped.
Riley resisted the urge to ask what his problem was. He seemed to have lost the good humor she assumed was an integral part of him. She glanced at her sister. Kenzie’s shocked expression probably mirrored her own.
“Right. Sure.” Kenzie nodded toward the entrance. “We’ll catch up when we’re seated.”
The steakhouse was packed with an eclectic assortment of businessmen drinking and loosening their ties, families, and couples in jeans and T-shirts. Amber light diffused
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