Page 63 of Lipstick Kiss

“Me either. We might just leave them to the sea for now. I might give it some thought when I get over the fright of nearly losing you.”

He slung his arm around her neck and kissed her mouth, leaving his lips there for a few seconds before he pulled away.

“We just had sex,” he muttered over her lips.

“I know,” she replied with an eek face.

His eyes were smiling, and then he grew serious. “Was it the fright of nearly dying, or will you want us to do it again?”

“Definitely again, Luke, always if you want.”

His smiling eyes were back, and she sighed. Luke’s sexy grin was now only for her.

“Let’s get back, get dry and get warm. We have a lock to pick.”

Chapter Twenty

Luke

Freya Riley wanted him. His best fucking friend wanted him. Him, Luke Turner, who didn’t have a proper job, who didn’t own the house he lived and who had some savings but not enough to leave Copper Island and set up a home somewhere while he found a job.

There were so many things to love about her he didn’t know where to start, but when he slid inside her, he thought he was home forever. He didn’t know if they’d had sex once or twice because he never left her body between orgasms. Who cared? He wasn’t counting as there would be hundreds more to come. She had said forever. He hoped like fuck Freya meant it because he was all in.

He let her into the cottage and then walked immediately to Jason and Heidi’s place, hoping they were dressed and downstairs. Luke didn’t want to see them getting frisky ever again. Once was enough. Their cottage was in darkness, buthe could hear laughter coming from Archer and Erica’s place. He jogged down the well-worn path.

“Hey, Luke,” Erica said, heaving up from her position on the sofa.

She grabbed her stomach as she stood. “You want a beer?”

“Hey guys, um, no to the beer, I’m not staying,” he said, lifting a hand like an awkward teenager.

He thought it was written all over him that he’d had sex with his best friend, but that wasn’t possible.

“I can’t stay long. I’ve left Freya up at my cottage. I was after Jason and his freezer,” Luke said.

“You did not,” Jason shouted.

Heidi jumped next to him and grinned at her husband.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Luke replied. “Can I have your key, please?”

“No, not until you admit it,” Jason said.

“Can you narrow it down, so I don’t admit something else?” Luke hedged.

“Are you going to marry her?” Jason asked.

“Ohh, Luke, did you and Freya get together? Please say you did and then marry her so she can live next door. I miss my friend being close,” Heidi said.

Archer roared with laughter, and Erica looked between all of them, lost.

“All right,” he said, raising his palms to them.

“Yes,” Heidi whisper shouted.

“Look, something happened. She nearly drowned,” Luke said.

All four faces dropped their smiles, and as a group, they came to the wall asking a barrage of questions, mainly if Freya was okay.

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