Page 103 of Sweet Temptation

“There you guys are!” I glanced over as Anna came rushing toward us with Sawyer slowly trailing behind her. “I was worried you were going to miss all the fun.”

“I told her she was being dramatic,” Sawyer said. “That there’s no way Isobel would miss her sweet Wesley’s little regatta.”

I chose to ignore him, but unsurprisingly, I was thinking about Wes. “Speaking of Wes, any idea where he is? I’d like to wish him good luck before his race.”

“Ha, sure,luck,” Sawyer replied, his voice dripping with suggestion.

“Sawyer? Where is he?”

He flicked a hand over his shoulder. “He’s over by the Weybridge tent.”

“Okay, I’ll catch you guys back here in a bit.” I went in the direction Sawyer had indicated, but he called after me. “Remind Wes to row his little heart out today,” he said. “I’d hate for him to lose our bet.”

I paused and glanced over my shoulder. Those two boys and their bets. “Another bet? What happens if he loses?”

“If he loses, he has to streak through the after-party tonight.”

My eyes widened. “And if he wins?”

“Then I’ll be the one who’s streaking.” Sawyer grinned like he’d be happy either way.

I shook my head. “I guess I better go give him some more motivation to win.”

As I got closer to the Weybridge tent, I could see Wes standing in the entrance. My mouth went a little dry when I got a good look at his rowing suit. On a smaller guy, the fitted material would have looked terrible, but Wes filled it out in all the right places. Yep, I could definitely see why the girls were all big rowing fans.

He started smiling as he saw me approach. “You made it.”

“Why do you sound so surprised? I told you I’d come.”

He shrugged. “Guess I was just worried something else might come up.”

It made me a little sad to hear his response. It seemed like he was so used to being canceled on by his ex that he’d come to expect it.

“No way, I wouldn’t miss this for anything. Besides, I had to come wish you luck.” I reached up and pressed a kiss firmly against his cheek. “Good luck.”

His smile grew wider. “You know, I hear that good luck kisses only work if they’re on the lips.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not a thing.”

“I’m pretty sure it is.”

“Fine.” I laughed and quickly brushed a kiss against his lips. He tried to deepen the kiss, but somehow, I managed to pull myself away. “You’re terrible. You know that, right?”

“Terribly handsome?”

“Terribly devious.”

“I think I can live with that.” He chuckled. “I have to go prep for my race, but come find me after. I’ll need to thank my good luck charm…”

I raised an eyebrow. “Don’t make me your good luck charm too. Being Sawyer’s was already enough pressure.”

He winked. “Well, stop being so lucky then.”

I shook my head. “Have a good race, and make sure you win. I don’t want to see you naked for the first time because you lost a bet with Sawyer.”

His eyes lit up, and he smiled devilishly. “You want to see me naked?”

“Oh, my gosh. No. I didn’t mean it like that.”

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