Page 58 of Treat Her Right

Zack was briefly alarmed before Conan wheezed, “Delilah Piper is going to be here? Right next door? Oh my God.”

“Delilah Piper-slash-Dawson. Remember, I told you Mick’s funny about that. And yeah, she is.”

Conan’s eyes rolled back and he wheezed some more. “A celebrity in our midst! Wait until I tell everyone else.”

“Conan,” Wynn said suspiciously, “what are you doing in here?”

Briefly taken off guard, Conan stammered, then looked much struck. “I brought Ms. Piper’s books over to be signed and I was going to give them to Zack!”

Wynn said, “Uh-huh.”

“But now I can just give them to her myself.” He rubbed his hands together. “I can’t wait.”

Whatever Conan had really wanted—and Zack assumed it was to check up on his sister—was forgotten as he rushed back outside to share the news.

Zack looked down at Wynn, then readjusted her weight so he could kiss her throat.

She sighed. “I’m sorry Zack, but I have a feeling your intimate little night with friends has just been ruined.”

He kissed her throat again. “Conan is more than welcome. It’ll tickle Del and it’ll keep Mick on his toes. He gets rattled any time a guy looks at her with admiration—even if it’s admiration for her work.”

“Zack?”

“Hmmm?”

“You can set me down now.”

“I’m not sure I want to.”

Wynn hugged him, but said, “If you don’t, Conan won’t be the only one visiting us. My parents will come trooping through, too, and then the guys…”

Being especially careful of her injury, Zack slid her down his body. She kept her hands on his shoulders and her gaze on his mouth. “I like you in your uniform. It’s sexy.”

Zack grinned. “Is that right?”

She trailed her fingers over his jaw. “And this looks interesting, too.”

“I didn’t have time to shave this morning.” He nuzzled her, letting her feel his whiskers. Then added in a gruff whisper, “But I’ll shave before you come over tonight.” He gazed down at her breasts and said, “I wouldn’t want to give you a burn.”

“Zack…”

The way she sighed his name was such a temptation. Zack turned her toward the bathroom. “Go, before I decide I can’t wait until tonight.”

She gave him a vacuous smile and hobbled in, favoring her injured foot while trying to strut like a man, just to prove she wasn’t hurt. Zack shook his head and a warm feeling expanded inside him, making him hot and hard and filling him with tenderness.

Her ridiculous false bravado shouldn’t have done that to him.Sheshouldn’t have done that to him. But she did, and he knew he was in deep.

Problem was, for some strange reason, he just couldn’t work up the energy to fight it.

CHAPTER 10

IT WAS ELEVEN O’CLOCKand her parents had retired to their room half an hour ago. Wynn could still hear them talking and laughing, though. Because her parents remained frisky even after all these years, she made a mental note to run her ceiling fan at night for background noise, and slipped out of her room.

Unfortunately, she was almost to Zack’s house when she realized the additional cars were still in his driveway; his company hadn’t yet left. She was about to turn around when a female voice called out, “You must be Wynn.”

Wynn froze. Zack had his porch light on and so did she, so she knew the woman could see her, but still she considered hiding.

The woman laughed. “I’m Del. Come on over and chat.”

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