Page 277 of 5+Us Makes Seven

“Refill?” I asked, picking up the bottle.

“I shouldn’t.”

“Come on. One more glass won’t hurt.”

“I’m not a big drinker. This one already has me a bit dizzy.”

“More for me,” I said, shrugging.

“Okay,” she relented, holding out her half-empty glass. “One more. A small one.”

I filled the glass to the brim. She pulled it away, giggling.

“So, how is this for romantic?” I asked.

She stared straight ahead, nodding ever so slightly.

“Yeah…It’s nice.”

I smiled, putting my hand on her back and rubbed.

She moaned then said, “That feels good.”

“Yeah? Hold on. I’m actually pretty good at this.”

Unable t

o set my glass down on the hill without it spilling, I emptied the contents in one massive gulp. She smiled as I crawled behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders, kneading her flesh.

“Oh, wow…” she said.

“You’re so tense.”

“You don’t even know the half of it.”

“What’s a beautiful woman like you have to be worried about?”

She leaned forward.

“Come on, you don’t want to be like Max, do you?”

“I’m nothing like him,” I said, working her muscles with my thumbs.

“Oh, don’t stop,” she said.

Now that I had her not thinking about the mining operation across the way, I prepared to make a play. The fact that the Chinese operation would be in view had slipped my mind, but I would make up for it.

As I massaged her, I bent my head down and kissed her on the neck.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” she asked, pulling away.

“Come on, you can’t say you don’t feel it.”

“You are just like him,” she said, standing up. “You two got some sick bet on who can bed me first or something?”

“Settle down. Don’t act crazy.”

“I’m not crazy!” she said, heated.

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