Page 48 of Slow Ride

“You are too, you know.”Wren’s lips parted and her eyes dilated as she raked her gaze over his body from his head to his toes, pausing as she focused on his hardening cock.

He crawled toward her on the bed to keep from hitting his head on the exposed beams of the ceiling not far above him, then hooked an arm around her waist, bringing her down beside him.“I mean it, Wren.You were always pretty, but now you’ve matured.You’re more shapely—”

He cupped her hip, loving how it filled his hand.

“Damn it.I told Devra this would happen.It’s her fault, cooking delicious food every damn day,” she grumbled.

Jordan laughed as he kissed her, knowing she wasn’t the sort to be self-conscious.“That’s not what I mean, and you know it.Though I’m not complaining about your curves.You’re not a girl anymore.You’re all woman.”

“Oh yeah?Does that mean you’ll let me be on top?”she asked as she threw her arms around his neck and dragged him to his side.

Jordan tumbled with her, both of them laughing as they rolled over and under each other across the mattress.He landed above her, and took her mouth in a searing kiss.The flavor of her lips, still tinged with the caramel ice cream they’d shared for dessert, intoxicated him.That’s the only reason he could think of to explain why he didn’t realize her phone was buzzing on the nightstand for several seconds after the clatter began.

Wren froze beneath him.

“What’s wrong?”he asked.

“I bet that’s Kason.”Her gaze flew to her phone as it buzzed again.

Jordan slid off of her, trying not to groan as they lost contact.“So answer it.”

She hesitated, turning onto her side as she looked over her shoulder at him and then back to the phone in front of her.

“Go ahead.Get it.”He smacked her ass.

Wren nodded, then dove for her cell.She connected the call.

“Did you break a leg?”she asked with a huge grin.

Damn, she must really have it bad for Kason.Jordan hadn’t realized their attraction went that far beyond the physical already.

“I’m glad you called.I wasn’t sure…” Wren blew out a breath big enough to flutter the strands of platinum hair that settled around her face.

She hesitated while Kason said something and then responded, “Actually, Jordan is here.Do you mind if I put you on speaker phone?”

He must have agreed, because she did.

“Hey,” Kason said.

It was impossible to read him from that single word.If Johnny were there, he would have been able to.He had been so much better at that kind of stuff than Jordan was.He’d always seemed to know how someone was feeling and how to resolve their anxieties.

Though he’d seemed to have no trouble chatting with Wren, now that he was on speaker, Kason didn’t say anything else.

“Are you traumatized by what happened yesterday or do you not like talking to me on the phone as much as you enjoy chatting with Wren?”Jordan wondered aloud.

“I’m…confused,” Kason admitted.“Everything happened so fast and then I left and came back to this life where I have to pretend that’s not who I am.I guess I started to doubt it had even really happened.”

“Oh, it happened.I didn’t imagine your mouth on my dick.It was heaven.Youwere incredible.”Jordan rubbed his cock at the memory.

Wren noticed and kicked up a brow at his motions.He clasped her hand and tugged it to his lap, encouraging her to take over for him.She did, idly stroking him as she talked to Kason.

“I didn’t realize you were bisexual,” she said.“I mean, not that you needed to disclose that or anything, I just thought after everything we’d talked about—how I was with Jordan and Johnny, and how Jordan wanted more from Johnny—it might have come up.”

She’d told him that?Jeez.Thanks, Wren.Though maybe that’s why Kason had been willing to experiment the day before.In that case, Jordan did owe her one.

“Truth is, I don’t know what I am.”Kason swallowed hard enough they could hear it.“I’ve never done that before.I got caught up in the moment.”

Wren rolled her eyes, making Jordan laugh, though he did it silently so Kason wouldn’t get the wrong idea.They weren’t making fun of him.They were boggled by his impressive levels of self-denial.Jordan knew what it was like to keep your feelings and passions bottled up.He was glad Kason hadn’t done that in the storeroom.

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