Page 98 of Sharing Shane

“Okay,” she said, her lips moving against his finger.

He dropped his hand so he wouldn’t get distracted. “I have some questions for you.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

“Are you attracted to Wyatt?”

Her blush came roaring back, but she answered easily enough. “Yes.”

“How attracted?”

“Um. I don’t know how to answer that.”

“Does he make your pussy wet?” he asked bluntly.

“Oh. Yeah. He did.”

Her blush had taken over her entire face, turning it tomato red, and he found it both endearing and charming. “When?”

“When you were throwing Derek out of the hotel. And later that night, on the beach.”

His brows rose slightly. “Did he kiss you?”

“Yes. Just a little one.” She blew out a breath. “That time.”

“There was more than one?”

“Well, we had a talk on our last day, about maybe doing the threesome thing, and that kiss was not a little one.”

He should’ve known. “Mind if I call him?”

Her eyes bugged out. “Now?”

He reached into his pocket for his phone. “I feel like he needs to be in on the rest of this conversation.”

“Okay.” She wiped her palms on her thighs, her eyes still wide as saucers. “If I pass out from lack of oxygen, just throw a glass of water on my face.”

He pulled up Wyatt’s number and put the phone on speaker. “How about you just remember to breathe?”

“Easier said than done,” she muttered as the phone began to ring.

He was chuckling when the ringing cut off and Wyatt’s voice boomed out of the phone. “Hey, lover. Is your date over already?”

“Nope. It has taken an interesting turn, though. You’re on speaker, Wyatt, so say hi to Veronica.”

“Hi, Veronica,” Wyatt parroted, and his voice went distinctly flirty. “How’s your evening going? Is our guy taking care of you?”

“He is,” she said, and though she jolted a bit when Wyatt said “our guy”, she met Shane’s eyes with a smile. “He brought me chocolate and potato chips and he’s letting me use him as a pillow.”

“Good,” came the reply. “If he’s not treating you right, tell me and I’ll kick his ass.”

“Um. Okay.”

“Now, what can I do for you two love birds this evening? Need a movie recommendation?”

“No, we’ve got that covered,” Shane put in. “I thought we should have a conversation, though, since Veronica’s decided she’d like to have a threesome.”

“Did she now?” Wyatt’s voice had dropped to a low purr, and Shane was fascinated by Veronica’s reaction to it.

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