Page 63 of His Curvy Distraction

“Sounds good. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Daisy went to the kitchen, and I turned to go to my room. Our house was perfect for us, with a bathroom in each bedroom. I got the room with the bigger bedroom and smaller bathroom, which worked well for me. Daisy liked the big bathroom, but didn’t care about having a large bed.

I went past my bed to the bathroom and stripped out of my soaked and muddy clothes for the second time in two weeks. At least this time, I wasn’t doing it with an injured ankle. Which was likely only because Omar was there to help me.

I saw a different side of him when we were trapped together. He was the man I talked to online. Emotional and kind and supportive. I needed that in a way I didn’t see before.

I stepped into the hot shower. I closed my eyes and let the water run over my body. I washed myself quickly, letting the bubbles from my body wash carry away the dirt and sweat from my day. God, how embarrassing. We spent all day crammed in his SUV and kissing when I was so gross.

But he didn’t mind.

I couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing. If he was in the shower, thinking about me. His large hand wrapped around the thick erection that had been pressed against me all day. Stroking and tugging and whispering my name as he came.

The thought of him touching himself made my pulse race and my body tingle. The slam of something on the other side of the wall, in the living room, pulled me out of the moment before I got too worked up.

I washed myself again, making sure I was clean, then got out of the shower. I dressed in warm, cozy pajamas and met Daisy in the living room. She had food hot and on a plate for me, the remote in her hand and a movie ready to go.

“Do you feel better?”

“Tons,” I said honestly. Orgasms made everything better.

Omar and I messaged the next few days, but before we could make plans for the weekend, Amelia confirmed arrangements for James to meet me at the campground to remove the tree from the basketball court. When I showed up Saturday afternoon, James wasn’t alone.

“Jude!” I called, surprised to see one of my campers standing there. “How are you?”

“Hi, Ms. Natalie! Dad said I could come help.”

“Of course,” I said, hugging the boy. He was almost as tall as me and still growing. Jude was a sweet kid who was always looking out for the other kids during summer camp. He made sure everyone knew how to play the crazy games I made up and he was a big fan of anything different.

“Hi, Mr. Bailey,” I said, shaking his father’s hand. Derek Bailey was as nice as they came. I’d been taking my SUV to his auto shop forever, but I didn’t know Derek until Jude came to summer camp.

“Please call me Derek,” he said. “I feel like I know you after how much Chelsea talks about you. She likes you as much as Jude does.”

Derek and Chelsea did not have the easiest start to their relationship, but once they got to know each other, everything changed. Chelsea was my hair stylist, someone Daisy made me go to kicking and screaming. Thankfully, I listened. Chelsea was amazing, and she gave me a confidence I had never had before. Not that it made me totally confident, but it was an improvement.

“The feeling is mutual,” I told Derek. “And James, thank you for doing this.”

James grinned. “I’m happy to help. Mom is so excited about this place. She hasn’t stopped talking about it. We came here when my brother and I were young, but it’s been forever since I was back here. I hope you don’t mind that I brought help.”

I shook my head. “Of course not. I appreciate it more than you know.”

“How’s the ankle?” Derek asked.

My cheeks heated. “You heard about that?”

The men nodded.

“I’m good now. I should have been more careful.”

“Mom feels bad that you got hurt. She blames herself for letting you come out here.”

“It wasn’t her fault. Just a bad step. But there’s a lot that has to be done, and not a lot of money.”

“Well, what else can we do?” Derek asked. “We can be here as long as you need us.”

I shook my head. “I couldn’t ask you to do more than you are. We just need to get this tree out of the way so we can see if the court is in decent shape.”

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