Page 31 of One Night With You

Me:

How are you?

Three little dots appeared quickly, then went away,then came back.

Well hell. Maybe on a golf course surrounded by family wasn’t the best place to have this conversation over text.

Claire:

Is this where we talk about the thing we’re not talking about?

I threw my head back and laughed and ignored everyone staring at me for answers. Leif came over to read over my shoulder, and I pulled the phone away before he could see who it was.

“Ooh. I want to know.”

“Privacy. Just a little bit.”

“We’re Montgomerys, we don’t believe in privacy,” Sebastian said, and I flipped him off, ignoring the fact that we were on a fucking nice golf course, and kept the phone to myself. Thankfully Crew seemed to be blocking people coming my way, and I would have to thank him again. Or it was possible I owed him more and more with each passing moment.

Me:

Maybe. If that’s what you want.

How the hell had I missed that she was so cute and funny over these past months? Oh, because she was Phoebe’s friend and that meant off limits. And maybe we had already crossed that line.

Claire:

Maybe we should keep not talking about it? How many double negatives were in that?

Me:

If that’s what you want. Or I can ask what you’re wearing.

Shit, what the hell was I doing?

Claire:

LOL. I’m wearing nothing but an apron. Barefoot in the kitchen.

My cock thickened, and I willed it down since these pants hid nothing. Crew cleared his throat beside me and I tilted a bit, annoyed at my own body’s reactions.

Me:

Sure, darling.

Claire:

I’m in leggings and a T-shirt as I am working on a plan for a welcome home party. Lots of things to do, and I feel so fancy right now.

Me:

I’m currently in a polo shirt and white khakis.

Claire:

Oh my God.So fucking sexy.

Me:

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