Page 93 of Cougar

With my face in the crook of her neck, I murmur against the soft skin, “That’s one hell of a way to wake up.” I swivel my hips and Emerson exhales a breathy moan. Lifting my head, I brush my lips against hers before rolling onto the bed beside her. “If you want to come over and wake me like that every day, I won’t stop you.”

My phone rings with the distinctive FaceTime tone. I lift my head and look over to see Liam’s goofy face on my screen.

“It’s Liam.”

“Go ahead and answer it.” She rises from the bed and heads toward the bathroom. “I’m gonna go get cleaned up, and then I need to get going.”

I tap the green icon, and a moment later Liam’s face and shirtless body appear on the screen. “Are you naked?”

His lips twist to the side. “No.” He flips the camera around to reveal himself standing in front of the mirror wearing only a towel. “I just got out of the shower.”

“And you were thinking about me in the shower? Liam, we’ve been over this. I think you’re great, but I just want to be friends,” I joke.

Emerson lets out a soft laugh, and my eyes flick over in the direction of the bathroom to see her walking out, still naked.

“Fuck off,” Liam says with a laugh, bringing my attention back to the screen. “Check out the beast, baby.” He curls his free arm and flexes. “Boom.”

“Damn, boo.” I exhale a whistle through my teeth. “All that yanking is paying off, but make sure you alternate between hands. You don’t want to look uneven.”

He barks out a laugh. “Dick.”

“What are you up to today?” My gaze drifts back to Emerson, zeroing in on her beautiful tits before she covers them with a white lace bra. She bends over, plucking her yoga pants from the floor.

“I’m taking Doc to lunch.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Emerson look over her shoulder. “I thought you guys were just friends?”

“We are.” He chuckles. “We’re friends who have lunch.”

Shaking my head, my gaze slides back to Emerson. She crosses her arms, tilts her head and raises her brow.

I start to cut him off, but he goes on. “I already told you, I’m not interested in her like that. Though if I was smart, I’d snatch her up. Doc’s the whole package, man. Beautiful, smart, sexy, but…”She’s not Vanessa.

“What about the naughty nurse?”

“Mia?” He wiggles his brows. “Hell yeah. Fantastic in bed. I’m definitely holding on to her for a while.”

“That’s not gonna last, dude. Chicks always want more.” I smirk, knowing Emerson is glaring holes in the side of my head.

He shrugs. “I don’t know, man. This one is different. I think she might be the female version of me.” He chuckles. “Either way, it doesn’t matter. She knew the score when she invited me into her bed. And speaking of, what are you still doing in bed anyway? It’s almost noon.”

My eyes shift in Emerson’s direction. She’s standing at the door, hand on the knob, smiling over her shoulder. She gives me a little finger wave as she opens the door.

“You got that dopey ‘I just got laid’ look on your face. Did Jules sleep over last night?” Liam asks, and my eyes immediately flick back to Emerson just in time to see her smile fall and the hurt expression on her face as she turns her head and walks out.

Fuck.

“I’ll call you back.” Tossing the phone aside, I scramble from the bed, wrapping the sheet around my waist as I chase after her.

“Emerson!” I call out as I round the corner. I jerk to a stop, nearly slamming into her back, and find Max standing in my foyer wearing a confused expression.

“What are you doing here, Max?” she asks.

He gestures to the new table positioned against the wall of the foyer. The table I ordered a week ago and forgot was being delivered today. “Dropping off a table.” Max scowls. “I think the real question is what the fuck are you doing here, Emerson?”

“I’m just… we’re just—” she stammers.

“We’re just….” I let my words trail off because I don’t really know what we’re doing.

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