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“And you’re amazing,” her pigeon-sized brain made her coo.

I wanted to stir the air with my hand and whisper,Get back to the party, guys.

“I guess we ought to get back to the party,” Josh sighed.

I froze. Just a coincidence, right?

“I guess we should,” Candy agreed. Then she brightened. “But this is a big house. We could sneak off again. You know, to the pool…”

“The billiards room…” Josh chimed in.

Anywhere but this office.I pushed the thought in their direction, just as an experiment.

“Anywhere but the back of a car,” Candy chuckled.

I considered. Close enough?

Josh and Candy took their sweet time getting decent again.

“Now, where’s your underwear?” Josh chuckled, groping around.

I went stone-still when his hand brushed my foot. Thank goodness he found the lingerie instead of my toes.

“Here you go,” he said.

Candy giggled. “Only so you can take it off again later.”

I tried not to gag. If I ever had sex with Nash — which I never, ever would — I would certainly not be spouting lines like that.

Josh and Candy finally slipped out the door, but Nash and I remained pressed close behind the curtain for a while.

Just in case someone else comes along,I told myself. Not for any other reason. Not at all.

Chapter Eleven

NASH

If I had stayed smashed up against the wall with Erin’s perfect ass pressed against me a minute longer, I would have exploded. Or moaned, because the hard-on I’d been desperately trying to suppress hurt like hell with nowhere to go.

My dragon grumbled something about knowing exactly where it ought to go.

I ignored it. But, damn. Maybe it was time for me to get out of town. Every time I’d brushed up against Erin at work over the past few days, the little embers she’d kindled inside me on day one flared into a full-fledged fire.

On the plus side, it was good to feel alive after months of senses so muted, I was lessmanthanmachine. At first, I thought Sedona might be stimulating my mind back towardpleasantly aware. But maybe that wasn’t Sedona. Maybe it was Erin.

Definitely Erin,my dragon breathed.

One thing was for sure. The physical attraction was getting harder and harder to ignore.

Like now. Really, really hard.

Literally,my dragon grumbled.

A damn good thing I had enough space to turn sideways and hide the bulge in my jeans.

Maybe Erin doesn’t want it hidden,my dragon whispered.Maybe she wants this as much as we do.

I shook my head. There was nothis. She hated me, and I wasn’t interested in her. I wasn’t interested inanything, and I hadn’t been for months.

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