Page 54 of The Winning Ticket

“We’re as bad as teenagers,” I say before stepping back from her to get a face washer, wiping down her abdomen and hand before cleaning myself up.

After another hungry kiss, I open the door and make sure the coast is clear before stepping out of the bathroom, and Bri follows behind.

Someone clears their throat, and we whip around together to see Kylie standing in the doorway of Bri’s room, smirking while she watches us with a raised eyebrow.

“What’s this, then?” she asks, and I struggle to think of any other reason why we’d be coming out of the bathroom together, knowing that Bri’s stunned look is identical to mine.

When we’re both silent for far too long, Kylie snorts and shakes her head.

“Don’t worry, guys, your secret is safe with me. But maybe next time, wait until you know for sure that you’re not going to get caught before fucking in the main bathroom when there are other people here?”

“We weren’t fucking,” Bri says quickly, and Kylie rolls her eyes.

“Fine, giving each other simultaneous orgasms while not fucking, then. I heard it all. I think this is great, for the record, but you know Morgan has opinions, which I’m guessing is why you’ve not said anything. So, while I’m sure it’s fun to sneak around - unless you want your highly strung sister to find out while she’s planning a wedding – maybe do a better job of not getting caught.” With that, she heads back outside, and we stay where we are, processing her words.

“Well, that wasn’t great…” I say, and Bri groans beside me.

“At least it was Kylie. She’s right, though. If that had been Morgan, that would have been a mess.”

“Agreed. If you want to keep this on the low-down, we need to work on not touching at all when they are around.”

I personally think it would be better just to tell the others instead of mucking around behind their backs, but it’s Bri’s call. I wait a few moments to see what Bri has to say, watching her face while she thinks it all through.

Bri lets out a long breath. “Good idea… but just so you know…” She glances towards the door before stepping in front of me and pulling me close until our lips almost touch. “I cannot wait to climb you like a tree the second they leave.” She kisses me hard and fast before stepping back and heading into the kitchen to pour herself another wine. I hang back until she heads back to the spa before shaking my head while taking the apple crumble out of the freezer and putting it in the oven.

This woman was going to be the death of me, but I was going to die a happy man if she kept letting me have my way with her like this.

23

I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO ENTERTAIN MYSELF

JAKE

“You’re sounding far less grumpy today. Did you finally get laid?” Dylan asks.

I hadn’t even noticed I was whistling when I entered the house we’re starting work on today, finding Dylan sorting out the switches and cables we need for the day.

I shrug and deposit his signature Ice Break and pie on the bench beside him. I felt generous when I passed the bakery on my way in.

“Well, what other reason would you have for being so cheerful on a Monday morning? You’ve been a cranky asshole for weeks, especially just after you get back from Brisbane, but this morning, it’s whistling and you bring me sustenance. Who are you, and what have you done with Jake?” he asks, raising an eyebrow while he opens his iced coffee.

“Just because I am in an okay mood doesn’t mean I got laid. Get your mind out of the gutter,” I say, annoyed that he immediately assumes it’s because I got laid, even though he’s spot on.

It wasn’t the sex but rather who the sex was with.

I have never been one to kiss and tell, though, and I especially won’t be discussing my sex life with the seventeen-year-old apprentice, even after spending the weekend having some of the best sex I’ve ever had. It turns out that Bri is far more flexible than I had ever imagined. I’m pretty sure we christened every surface of that apartment, and it had taken all my strength to leave late yesterday afternoon.

My phone buzzes in my pocket while I set my toolbox down, and I pull it out to check the screen.

Little B

I can barely walk this morning. I think you broke me, JJ.

I snort while I type out my response.

Jake

Aw, sorry. Want me to come kiss it better?

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