today.”
They reached the hardware store that Amber owned and operated. “Come in and chat,” Amber said, tugging at Hannah’s arm.
Hannah wasn’t too thrilled about being under Amber’s microscope for much longer, but her friend gave her no choice, pushing her into the store before whipping off the Back in five minutes sign from the glass door.
“Did he give you a ride home?” Amber asked before taking a large gulp of coffee.
“Um, yeah, he did.” Hannah stopped. She transferred her bag of groceries from one hand to the other. Amber was gazing at her, and as her friend’s scrutiny continued, a tide of heat began to creep up Hannah’s neck, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Oh my G-God!” Amber spluttered, droplets of coffee spraying everywhere. “Did you sleep with him?” Her shriek reverberated off the walls, and Hannah thanked her lucky stars the store was empty. “You did!” Amber pointed a finger at her in triumph and did a little victory dance on the spot. “You did. You slept with Derek Carmichael. Omigod! Come on, you can’t deny it.”
Sighing, Hannah rolled her eyes at her friend who was grinning from ear to ear. “Okay, yes. If you must know, I did spend the night with him.” She lifted her head, trying to appear as dignified as possible.
“Oh, yes, I most definitely must know.”
“You can’t tell anyone,” Hannah pleaded. “I don’t want Caleb finding out.”
“I can’t even tell Nicole?”
“Okay, Nicole, but no one else. Promise?”
“Sure.” Amber made beckoning gestures with both hands. “Now let’s hear the details. The juicier the better.”
Hannah sucked in a breath. “I can’t tell you the details!”
“Ooh, was it that dirty, huh? I’m not surprised. That Derek is one sexy hunk, and from the look of him I’d say he knows his way around in bed. Just tell me one thing. Is he well hung?”
The image of Derek’s naked body that had taunted Hannah all day burst into vivid color, and the memory of everything he’d done to her last night sent her blood pressure soaring.
“Yes, he is,” she said, unable to suppress the grin spreading across her lips.
“Ha, I knew it!”
“It was a one-time thing. It’s not going to happen again.”
“Why not? Sounds like you barely got enough last night.”
“Oh God, Amber. Don’t talk crazy. Derek is halfway back to L.A. by now. It’ll be months before I see him again.” Which was a relief, so why did that make her heart pinch just a little?
The doorbell chimed, and a customer walked into the store. Derek . Hannah’s mouth fell open.
“Derek?” Her voice squeaked. “W-what are you doing here?”
Well-hung Derek, who was supposed to be hundreds of miles away from here, stepped toward her. “Change of plans. I’m staying for a couple more weeks.”
Staying? A couple more weeks? No, this can’t be happening. He shouldn’t be here at all! Her shopping bag slipped from her numb fingers and plopped to the floor, spilling some of its contents.
“Let me get that for you,” spectacularly well-hung Derek said.
Oh God, was she ever going to stop blushing? She dropped to her knees at the same time he did, and their heads almost collided.
“Sorry,” she muttered, reaching for a can of tomato soup.
“Here you go.” He helped her to her feet and handed her the shopping bag.
A light sweat had broken out between her shoulder blades, and her hair was sticking to her neck. “Why—” She cleared her throat, trying in vain to calm her racing heart. “Why the change of plans?”
“My filming schedule got changed. Plus, I need more time to sort out my grandpa’s care. So it’s all serendipitous.”
No, this was the opposite of serendipitous. This was a fricking nightmare. She forced herself to make eye contact and was instantly caught by the piercing blueness of his eyes. Was he thinking about last night? She hunted through her mind for something neutral to say and came up with, “Did
They reached the hardware store that Amber owned and operated. “Come in and chat,” Amber said, tugging at Hannah’s arm.
Hannah wasn’t too thrilled about being under Amber’s microscope for much longer, but her friend gave her no choice, pushing her into the store before whipping off the Back in five minutes sign from the glass door.
“Did he give you a ride home?” Amber asked before taking a large gulp of coffee.
“Um, yeah, he did.” Hannah stopped. She transferred her bag of groceries from one hand to the other. Amber was gazing at her, and as her friend’s scrutiny continued, a tide of heat began to creep up Hannah’s neck, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Oh my G-God!” Amber spluttered, droplets of coffee spraying everywhere. “Did you sleep with him?” Her shriek reverberated off the walls, and Hannah thanked her lucky stars the store was empty. “You did!” Amber pointed a finger at her in triumph and did a little victory dance on the spot. “You did. You slept with Derek Carmichael. Omigod! Come on, you can’t deny it.”
Sighing, Hannah rolled her eyes at her friend who was grinning from ear to ear. “Okay, yes. If you must know, I did spend the night with him.” She lifted her head, trying to appear as dignified as possible.
“Oh, yes, I most definitely must know.”
“You can’t tell anyone,” Hannah pleaded. “I don’t want Caleb finding out.”
“I can’t even tell Nicole?”
“Okay, Nicole, but no one else. Promise?”
“Sure.” Amber made beckoning gestures with both hands. “Now let’s hear the details. The juicier the better.”
Hannah sucked in a breath. “I can’t tell you the details!”
“Ooh, was it that dirty, huh? I’m not surprised. That Derek is one sexy hunk, and from the look of him I’d say he knows his way around in bed. Just tell me one thing. Is he well hung?”
The image of Derek’s naked body that had taunted Hannah all day burst into vivid color, and the memory of everything he’d done to her last night sent her blood pressure soaring.
“Yes, he is,” she said, unable to suppress the grin spreading across her lips.
“Ha, I knew it!”
“It was a one-time thing. It’s not going to happen again.”
“Why not? Sounds like you barely got enough last night.”
“Oh God, Amber. Don’t talk crazy. Derek is halfway back to L.A. by now. It’ll be months before I see him again.” Which was a relief, so why did that make her heart pinch just a little?
The doorbell chimed, and a customer walked into the store. Derek . Hannah’s mouth fell open.
“Derek?” Her voice squeaked. “W-what are you doing here?”
Well-hung Derek, who was supposed to be hundreds of miles away from here, stepped toward her. “Change of plans. I’m staying for a couple more weeks.”
Staying? A couple more weeks? No, this can’t be happening. He shouldn’t be here at all! Her shopping bag slipped from her numb fingers and plopped to the floor, spilling some of its contents.
“Let me get that for you,” spectacularly well-hung Derek said.
Oh God, was she ever going to stop blushing? She dropped to her knees at the same time he did, and their heads almost collided.
“Sorry,” she muttered, reaching for a can of tomato soup.
“Here you go.” He helped her to her feet and handed her the shopping bag.
A light sweat had broken out between her shoulder blades, and her hair was sticking to her neck. “Why—” She cleared her throat, trying in vain to calm her racing heart. “Why the change of plans?”
“My filming schedule got changed. Plus, I need more time to sort out my grandpa’s care. So it’s all serendipitous.”
No, this was the opposite of serendipitous. This was a fricking nightmare. She forced herself to make eye contact and was instantly caught by the piercing blueness of his eyes. Was he thinking about last night? She hunted through her mind for something neutral to say and came up with, “Did
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