Page 37 of Georgia-Blue & Hudson

I shove him in the arm and I don’t know why I thought that was a good idea. I don’t need to be touching his muscular body.

I straighten out and grab his plate on the edge of the haybale between us. Escaping back inside is the smart thing to do. “I’m not at liberty to answer that.”

“Don’t forget to text me about the flights,PreciousPrincess.”

Hilarious.

I stalk off muttering because it dawns on me, yet again, that Hudson Nash is the most annoying man on the planet. Not that I’ve met every man on the planet, but even if I had, he would still take the cake.

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The rest of my weekend goes by relatively quick. I message Celeste on Sunday when I can no longer keep what happened with me and Huds to myself. If you can’t rant to your bestie about an illicit, drunken kiss, then what’s the world coming to? It’s a wonder I’ve been able to hold it in this long. I may have poked the bear a little yesterday, but that’s no excuse for his I’m-too-cool-for-school attitude. He’s acting like it was no big deal, and the wholeGray’s not going to find outthing? What’s up with that? Like my eldest brother can tell me what to do. I snort.

The worst thing of all is Hudson’s acting as if kissing me was some regrettable act that he’s ashamed of. I mean, neither his well equipped body nor his sexy lips were protesting in the truck, but my how the tables turn so quickly.

Me

SOS Emergency summit. Hudson related.

A text bounces back in seconds.

Cece

What the heck have you gone and done now?

Me

HUH? Why does everyone always assume it’s me?

Cece

Because we know you lol ??

Me

Are you free later ???

Cece

Sure am. Why don’t you come over?

Me

Is the jacuzzi still in working order?

Cece

LOL always

Me

See you soon

Cece

xx

Shortly after, I take a stroll over to Callan and Celeste's cottage, fully renovated by him, of course.

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