Page 64 of Things Good Girls Don't Do (Rock Canyon, Idaho 1)

Chase caught her gaze, and his eyes were smoking with heat and desire. She had to mentally tell herself not to fan her cheeks.

“Whoo-ee, that man wants you. If Jared looked at me like that, I’d be hightailing it out of here and getting him naked.”

Katie choked. “What happened to your lack of support?”

“Hey, take my support while I’m giving it and don’t ask questions. Despite my concerns, the guy seems to be totally into you, and he is sexy as hell. Why, if I weren’t married, I’d be making some very inappropriate comments about his . . .”

Katie smacked her arm. “But you are married, and I’ll thank you to keep your wandering eyes to yourself.”

“I’m married, not dead, and he’s a gorgeous specimen of manliness.”

Katie smiled as she took a sip of her wine. “Yes he is.”

CHASE HAD BEEN inside talking football with Jared and Justin when he noticed Katie wasn’t with Steph anymore. He excused himself from the guys and went looking for her, hoping she was as ready to go as he was. He liked her friends, especially Jared and Justin, but crowds always made him weary.

He found her standing against the railing of Steph and Jared’s back porch. Slipping behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his hands over her flat stomach. Kissing the side of her neck, he asked, “You ready to go?”

“Mmm. What time is it?” Katie tilted her head to the side and he took the invitation to kiss his way down to her shoulder.

“It’s almost seven.” He ran his hands farther down into the pockets of her shorts and whispered, “If we hurry, we could go back to my place and watch a movie.”

“What kind of movie?” she asked, sounding very suspicious.

He nibbled on her ear and said, “Some girly shit.”

She laughed. “Right. More like a Stephen King film or Die Hard Infinity.”

Chase moved his fingers in her pockets and she caught her breath. His voice was harsh as he said, “It doesn’t matter what it is, because I don’t plan on watching it.”

“What will you be watching?” Her voice was hushed.

Turning her around in his arms, he whispered, “You. I’ll be watching every expression on your face while you—”

“There you two are! What are you doing lurking about?” Steph said from behind him.

Chase dropped his arms from her waist and said, “I was just telling Katie that I need to get home. Got a thing.”

Steph’s eyebrow arched and she smiled. “A thing, huh? What kind of thing?”

“A big thing,” Chase said, waggling his eyebrows.

Steph’s eyes widened and she burst out laughing. “You are a bad boy, Chase Trepasso.”

Katie was covering her mouth as Chase looked at her, her eyes twinkling. She patted his arm and said, “I’m going to say ’bye to everybody else.”

Giving Steph a hug, Katie went inside, leaving them alone on

the porch.

Steph’s friendly face changed to a hard-eyed stare. She looked like she wanted to put his balls in a vice and squeeze. Possibly crush.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she said, “Okay, I already apologized to Katie for my behavior, and now I’m doing the same for you, but I need to know your intentions.”

Chase didn’t actually hear an apology, but he let it go. Crossing his own arms, he said, “Intentions?”

“Yes. What are you doing with Katie? Are you just playing with her, because I swear to God, if you hurt her, I will hunt you down and castrate you. And then I will take your penis and drop it in the pit at the alligator farm.”

Chase wanted to hold his boys and tell them she was kidding. “Okay, before we get into castrating and torture, I have no intention of hurting Katie. I like Katie. We’re just hanging out and seeing where it goes.”

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