Page 9 of The Naughty One
Romy hesitated, but then the lure of his green eyes, his dark curls and thatbody…
“Piccolo, unless you want to sleep,” he said softly, studying her face and holding her more gently. “No pressure, you understand. It’s been a long two days. Another day, if youprefer…”
“No.” Romy made up her mind.The best way to honor those who have gone before us is to continue living our lives fully.“I’m off tomorrow, so I can riskit.”
Blue flashed a huge grin. “Oh, you’re off tomorrow … funny thing … so amI.”
Romy started laughing. “I wonder how thathappened?”
“Comehere.”
They kissed again, and Romy reached down to squeeze his diamond-hard cock. He groaned and buried his face in her neck. “It’s a good thing we’re off, because I’m going to make sure you can’t walk straight for the entireday.”
“Is thatright?”
“God,yes.”
Romy giggled as he pretended to ravish her. “Easy, soldier. You’re the one who’s not going to be able to walk properly, and we still haverounds.”
“Spoilsport.”
“Get over it,Doc.”
Romy’s bodyfelt electrified all day at the thought of what Blue had promised. That electricity gave her a much-needed boost that, paired with caffeine, got her through the remainder of the long hours. But as the day wound down and she walked down to the concessions stand to grab a new toothbrush, she groaned inwardly as she saw a tall, blonde, and very familiar figure looping towardsher.
“Yo, sis.” Juno grinned, flinging her long arms around her diminutivesister.
“Hey, Boo … what are you doinghere?”
“Just finished a class and wanted to say hi. Also, to check out the famous doc … is hehere?”
Romy opened her mouth to answer just as Blue came toward her, grinning. She gave a quick, almost imperceptible shake of the head, and cut her eyes to Juno. Blue slowed his pace, his smile faltering inconfusion.
“Dr. Allende, do you have a moment?” Romy said formally. “My sister Juno would like to meetyou.”
Understanding now, Blue smiled at Juno, shaking her hand. “Hey, nice to meet you atlast.”
“You too.” Juno’s amazed expression was written all over her face as she took in the gorgeous man. “Can I call youBlue?”
“Of course. Listen, would you ladies like to grab acoffee?”
Romy was gesturing wildly behind Juno’s back, but Blue didn’t understand her signal, and when Juno agreed—a little too enthusiastically—Romy sighed. She knew Juno—any excuse to stay at Romy’s place overnight in the city, especially if there was a chance to gossip.Damnit.
They went for a coffee at a little independent place on 6thAvenue. Blue smiled at Juno. “So, we’re about to besiblings?”
“Looks like.” Juno was stuffing a Danish pastry into her mouth. “We haven’t met your brother yet, either. Mom’s looking forward to Thanksgiving dinner—just a warning, she cooks brussels sprouts, and given it’s …” she checked her watch, “two weeks until Thanksgiving, she’ll be putting them on to boil aboutnow.”
Blue laughed. “Duly noted. Dad and I are looking forward to spending that day withyou.”
“And yourbrother?”
There was a pause, a beat too long. “And Gaius. Ofcourse.”
“You don’t mention your brother much,” Romy said and saw a flicker of something in his eyes before he gave them a half-smile.
“We’re not as close as you three appear to be. I always wanted a sister. Juno, Romy tells me you’re quite the musicalprodigy.”
“Ha.” Juno grinned at him. “She flatters me. But it is my passion, and I’m about to start working for the Gabriella Renaud Foundation down in NewOrleans.”
