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Jem leans forward in her chair. “But answer one thing for me. Was it good?”
“So good it nearly blew the hair off my scalp,” I answer before thinking about it.
“Well. Isn’t that something,” she says with a grin.
Chapter 21
Maisie
There’s a plate of chicken stir fry in my hands and a nervous mess of emotions in my tummy as I stand on Harlan’s back deck. The sound of his tires on the gravel twenty minutes ago announced that he was home, and I couldn’t wait anymore.
I shift Audra further against me and use two fingers to rap on the glass and wait.
After talking to the girls, we exchanged numbers, and Jem — being the extrovert that she is — started a group chat. And I came home to think. More like overthink, but here I am, dinner in hand. Ready to figure out where I stand with Harlan.
There’s movement beyond the door, and a second later it pops open. Every ounce of saliva dries up in my mouth at the sight of Harlan fresh out of a shower.
A towel is pressed to his hair, his chest and abs are on full display. I track a droplet of water as it trails down the valley of his six pack. There’s a light dusting of hair across his pecs that my hands itch to feel, and my core clenches with want.
Holy mother of god.
The hand holding the towel to his still damp hair falls to his side and I’m gaping, I know I’m gaping, but I can’t bring myself to stop. Black sweat pants sit low on his hips, the muscles of his abs disappearing under the cotton, and I lick my lips, wanting the trace the line down. “Maisie?”
I snap out of the lust-induced haze. “Here.” I thrust the plate in his direction and thankfully he grabs it before his dinner ends up on the ground.
“You okay?” He leans an arm against the door jam and all of the muscles in his arms and abdomen shift and bulge.
Wowza.
My eyes snap to Harlan’s, pure male satisfaction gleaming in the hazel depths.
He knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s shameless.
Absolutely shameless as my libido goes haywire.
“Yep. Fine.” A sharp nod rattles my brain enough to screw my head back onto my shoulders and out of his pants.
“Do you have a minute?” I ask.
He pulls the door open wide. “Sure. Come on in.”
If I thought the view from the front was good, the back is better. Cut muscles define his shoulders and back, the twin dimples wink at the base of his spine with every step he takes. I don’t know what brand his sweatpants are, but I want to find out and order him two pairs in every color because the things they do to his ass are more than I can handle at the moment.
Audra’s hand flies at my face as she bats her tiny hand against my cheek — as if to say “get a hold of yourself, woman” and that knocks a little bit more sense into my desire-addled brain.
“What’s up?” Harlan asks after grabbing a beer from the fridge and a bottle of water that he hands to me.
“Uh.” My gaze strays to his abs again.
“Maisie.”
“What? Huh?”
He smirks at me. Using two fingers, he points to his face. “My eyes are up here.”
I bark out a laugh even as my cheeks ignite. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m not.” His own eyes heat as he drags his gaze down my form. I’m wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, my hair tossed up in a haphazard bun, there’s nothing even remotely sexy about me right now — but he makes me feel it. Sexy and desirable and a million other things that I don’t have the words for.
