Page 33 of High Side
“They so did.” Jilly flopped back on the floor with a dramatic sigh, then giggled as Sadie pounced her, licking her face and bouncing all over. “Oof. Get off, Sades.”
Jilly didn’t seem to be in real distress, so Kylie let it go, licking her fingers as she finished her burrito.
That had Brit staring at her mouth, and she felt that little tingle that she loved, pushing from her breasts to between her thighs.
“You two are on fire,” Joe said. “I mean, you do good at work hiding it, but damn.”
Her cheeks heated, but Kylie wasn’t going to deny it. “She does it for me, man.”
Brit’s hand slid into hers. “Ditto.”
“Awww damn.” Jilly waved the hand that wasn’t buried in Sadie’s fur. “There goes my chance forever.”
“Or at least for the summer.” When they all stared at Joe, he snorted. “What? I never look past the season for anything.”
“Probably wise.” Jilly rolled up to sitting and pushed Sadie away. “Who wants dessert?”
Kylie groaned, because she felt like a snake who’d just had a big meal, as if her belly was actually poking out with how much she’d eaten. “What did you guys bring?”
“We cleaned out all the pastries left at the coffee shop as she was closing. There’s chocolate croissants…” Joe waggled his eyebrows.
“Oh, fuck. Okay, I need one.”
“How about we split one and have another one later?” Brit asked.
“Sounds good.” That was one of the best things about dating someone kinda seriously. Shared food.
Brit broke a croissant in half, the chocolate oozing out just enough to smell it, before handing half to Kylie.
“Oh, that smells so good it’s not fair. You guys know how to treat an injured buddy.”
“How many times have you done it for us?” Jilly grabbed a pastry. “I mean, you’re the queen of grocery runs and urgent care trips.”
“That’s too cool.” Brit gave her a look full of admiration.
“Hey, I just like my crew to be safe and well cared for.” She wasn’t going to get into all the weird, complicated stuff she had going on with M&M Outfitters. Like the boss being her birth mom. She would do the same thing if she was just a regular manager somewhere. Keeping people happy was the key to getting good work out of them.
“Well, you do a good job.” Joe started gathering up the wrappers and other detritus. Sadie would eat them, given half a chance, and everyone who came to her house knew it.
“Thanks, man. I appreciate the kind words and the cleaning.”
“You got it.”
“What do I owe you for supper?” Brittany asked.
Joe scoffed. “You and Jilly owe me taking turns running the other side of the raft crews. I’ve already been told by a couple of the more senior guides that they don’t want the responsibility.”
Kylie couldn’t even get pissy about that. A lot of the guides worked this job in the summer to get away from high-stress jobs like teaching. They didn’t want to have to be the boss.
“We’re in, right Brit?” Jilly fist-bumped Brittany, who nodded.
“It will look great on my resume.”
Kylie’s stomach dropped at the reminder that Brittany really would be moving on at the end of the summer. She just needed to remember to keep it light and fun and not get serious.
“It so will.” Jilly gave Brittany a thumbs up.
Kylie just sat back, nursing her croissant and letting the teasing flow over her. She was super tired again all of a sudden.
