Page 61 of Treat Her Right

“That’d be great. So what time is lunch?”

Delilah Piper-Dawson had a quick mind and Wynn could barely keep up. “Eleven-thirty?”

“Perfect. I’ll be there. Now into the tub and I’ll send Zack out.”

“It was nice meeting you, Delilah.”

Over her shoulder, Delilah said, “Same here. And call me Del.”

Wynn stared after Delilah, feeling like she’d gotten seized in a whirlwind. Then she caught herself and realized Zack could be out any second. She didn’t want to have to disrobe in front of him! She dropped the terry robe over a chair and slid into the warm water. The jets weren’t turned on yet, but the hot water felt heavenly—and it covered her mostly bare body.

She only hoped Zack appreciated her immodesty.

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ZACK STAREDat Josh and Mick, who stared back, and wondered how in hell he could get rid of them. The show featuring Delilah’s interview was long since over, but still they hung around, drinking more coffee and chatting as if no one had anywhere to go. Delilah had tired of it and gone outside to stretch her legs, or so she said.

No sooner did Zack think of her than she reappeared. She walked to her husband, took his hands and pulled him from the couch. “Let’s go.”

“Go where?” Mick asked, teasing her.

“Home. Zack has company and we’ve overstayed ourselves.”

All three men turned to stare toward the kitchen where Del had entered. Zack asked, “Wynn is here?”

“No, her dad.”

“What?”

Del laughed. “Just teasing. Yeah, it’s Wynn. And what a nice woman! I really like her, Zack.”

Zack’s eyes narrowed. “Just how long has she been out there, Del?”

“About ten minutes, that’s all.” She winked. “We were chatting and getting to know each other.”

Mick shook his head. “Honey, why didn’t you bring her inside?”

“She didn’t want to come in.”

“Why not?”

“She’s in this teeny tiny little string bikini.”

With arrested looks on their faces, the men all turned toward the kitchen.

Del caught Mick around the neck. “Oh, no you don’t. If you want to see a mostly naked woman, you can just take me on home.”

Mick grinned and his dark eyes heated. “That’s a hell of an idea.”

Josh took two steps forward and Zack stepped in front of him. He crossed his arms. “I don’t think so.”

Trying for an innocent look, Josh said, “But it wouldn’t be neighborly of me to leave without saying hello first.”

“I’ll give her your regrets and tell her you said ‘hi.’”

Josh almost laughed. “Ah, c’mon, Zack. You can at least appease an old friend’s curiosity.”

“Get out. And you can leave by the front door.”

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