Page 44 of Sharing Shane

“It’s not a hard question,” he chided, his tone surprisingly gentle. “And it’s not going to hurt my feelings if the answer is no.”

“Hang on a second.” She picked up her drink, now mostly melted, and slugged it back in one gulp before reaching for the glass beside it. “Are you going to finish that?”

“Go ahead,” he said, amused, and she drained his glass.

“Okay.” She set the empty glass next to the first, her head swimming a little from the rum. “What was the question again?”

“Do you want to fuck my boyfriend?”

Not sure if her head was spinning from the rum, or from the idea of fucking Shane, she huffed out a breath. “Well, yeah.”

His dimples winked at her. “I had a feeling. So, what are you going to do about it?”

Veronica just stared at him, her mind a complete blank. Well, not a complete blank. There were images dancing through her brain, most of them featuring a very naked, very aroused Shane. Over her, under her, his mouth on her body, his cock in her?—

She shook them away. “Are you asking for him, or for both of you?”

“Him.” Wyatt’s smile was devilish. “For now.”

“Right. Well. Anyway.” She cleared her throat. “I don’t think it would be a very good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because.”

He arched one tawny eyebrow. “Flawless reasoning.”

Giving into frustration, she flopped backward onto the sand with a groan. “I don’t need these kinds of complications, Wyatt.”

“What complications?” Wyatt asked with disgusting reasonableness. “You like him, he likes you?—”

“I highly doubt that,” Veronica said, sitting up. She ignored the cascade of sand down the back of her dress to frown at Wyatt. “He barely talks to me, and when he does it’s mostly grunts.”

“Well, he’s a grunter. Trust me, he likes you. He threw your ex-boyfriend out of a hotel for you, remember?”

That gave her pause, then she shrugged. “I’m pretty sure he’d do that for just about anyone.”

“True enough,” Wyatt conceded. “Look, we’ve talked about this.”

She was thoroughly confused now. “We’re talking about it now.”

“I mean Shane and I have talked about this?—”

Her jaw dropped open in shock. “Excuse me?”

“—and trust me, he wants you. So do I, actually, but one thing at a time.”

She lifted her hands to her head. “I don’t know what to do with all of this information. He doesn’t act like he’s into me at all, Wyatt.”

“Which is where the trusting me comes in,” Wyatt said patiently.

“Look, it’s sweet that you’re trying to hook me up with your boyfriend,” Veronica began, then let out a laugh. “Boy, that’s a sentence I never thought I’d say.”

“Welcome to the dark side,” he quipped.

“But I just got out of a shitty relationship.”

“Which makes it the perfect time to have a little vacation fling,” Wyatt pointed out. “I’m not saying you have to marry the guy?—”

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