“Yes! Those were a gift from me. A woman I know makes them. Thisis amazing.” Hadley turned. “Spencer, your best friend helped deliver thetwins. She was so supportive and wonderful to Autumn and Kate that day.”
“That’s Kendra,” Spencer said, smiling on. It really was quite acoincidence.
Kendra squinted. “Wait. Were you the one who was humming Brahmsfor hours after the babies were born?”
“That was me!” Hadley said. “Catchy tune. I still return to itevery now and again.”
“I hum it every day. It’s my work theme song.”
A lightbulb seemed to pop on above Hadley’s head. “Hey, you shouldcome to theme night next week. I do them once a month at the apartment complexwhere I live. Just fun reasons to get together and celebrate something festive.This month, I’m doing Winnie-the-Pooh in honor of the twins. Their nurserydécor inspired the whole thing. Snacks, music, and anything you want to wearinspired by the Hundred Acre Wood, of course. Not that you have to dress up toattend. You don’t.”
“I’d love to,” Kendra said. “Just have to check my schedule atwork, but I could always trade if there’s a conflict. It would be great to seethe little ones again now that they’re older.”
“Oh! Can I come, too?” Sonny asked. “I love Winnie, but Kanga andRoo are my favorite. They’re so cuddly and sweet to each other.”
“I’d like nothing more!” Hadley said, looking like she’d just won thefriend lottery. “Spencer, you can make it, right? Tuesday after work. You don’thave to dress up. I promise.”
Spencer’s heart was overflowing watching Hadley’s excitement grow.There was honestly nothing better, and it was becoming her very welcome drug ofchoice. “How could I possibly miss a nod to the Hundred Acre Wood? Winnie’s myguy.”
Hadley clapped. “Perfect! It’s all decided.”
“Now, let’s try some of that pie!” her pop said, steering themback to the topic he found most important in all this: food.
Hadley went home with Spencer that night the way she had multiplenights that week and the ones prior. They had gotten good enough to predicttheir evenings and at whose place they might land based on geography, promptingHadley to stash an overnight bag in the car just in case.
“You were amazing tonight,” Spencer said, once they’d letthemselves inside. She was still on a high from how fabulously the introductionhad gone, how effortlessly Hadley had fit into her world. “Everyone loved you.I knew they would, but now we have confirmation.”
“I hope so,” Hadley said sincerely. “They’re really fantasticpeople, Spence. You’re so lucky.”
“In more ways than one,” Spencer said, taking Hadley’s hand andkissing it.
“Oh.” A pause. “That was really romantic,” Hadley said. “That gaveme goose bumps.”
“Me kissing your hand?”
Hadley nodded. “Like a fairy tale. Is it odd that that’s how Ifeel when we’re together?”
“No. We’re unexpected, in the way a fairy tale is. I don’t thinkeither of us planned on this. On anus.”They collapsed onto the sofa and she pulled Hadley’s feet into her lap. Hadleydid love her heels, and sexy as they were, Spencer wasn’t one to complain. Sheremoved one at a time.
“An us,” Hadley said with a smile, and dropped her head back ontothe couch cushion as Spencer went to work on each and every pressure point. Ithad become a thing they did together, a ritual that she looked forward to.Spencer also fondly remembered that first PG-13 massage on their third datewhen she’d made dinner for them both. How things had changed. She inched herhands up Hadley’s legs to her calves, working out the tension as Hadley onceagain rewarded her with wonderful sounds of satisfaction. Her thighs came next.Hadley raised her head and met Spencer’s gaze. She watched as Hadley’sexpression shifted from relaxation to full-on arousal over the course of just aminute or two. Spencer slid her thumbs up the inside of her thighs and watchedas she bit her bottom lip, and her eyes fluttered closed. She knew all of Hadley’ssignals now, knew what turned her on the most. There would be no PG-13 foot rubtonight. Thank God. Hadley’s hips began to move slowly in a sultry danceagainst the sides of her thumbs. Spencer pulled her from the couch onto herlap, where she’d have better access. Hadley’s lips parted as Spencer touchedher fully, her dress pushed up around her hips. A few well-placed strokes andHadley was gasping for air.
“Take me to bed now, so I can have my way with your body.” Hadleyfollowed that sentence up with a finger down Spencer’s chest to the dip in hercleavage.
Spencer took in air at the command and shivered at the intimacy ofthe touch. She craved more. Her body screamed for it, twisting and turninginside. Hadley leaned down and kissed her neck from her collarbone up to herear. “Are you wet right now?” she whispered. “Does touching me do that to you?”
Spencer nodded, not finding the right words in the haze of lust.She ran her hands up Hadley’s thighs again. The movement of her hips earlierhad taken Spencer to the brink and left her there. “It won’t take much, willit?” Hadley whispered. She was enjoying this. That’s what one didn’t suspectabout happy-go-lucky Hadley. Beneath her easygoing exterior, she liked being incharge, and it was hot as hell.
“Nope,” Spencer said, with a shaky smile.
She was true to her word. Once Hadley had her in bed, undressed,and writhing beneath her, all it took was the feel of Hadley’s hair across herstomach and the briefest of touches from her tongue before Spencer skyrocketedinto a wonderful oblivion. The orgasm tore from her fast and hard.
“Every damn time,” she said, in recovery mode. “I’m like thislightweight when you’re around. You undo me,” she said, hauling Hadley on top.“How do you do it? Tell me every last secret.”
“You inspire me. That’s all there is to it.” Hadley tucked astrand of hair behind Spencer’s ear. “Plus, you’re sexy for days when you’returned on and pushing against me, desperate and eager. I will never tire ofthat.”
Spencer covered her eyes. “I’d be embarrassed, if I didn’t love itso damn much.”
“We’re good together,” Hadley said. “I knew I was attracted to youthe second I saw you, but I couldn’t have predictedthis.”