Page 92 of Forever in the Country

“You’re such a weirdo.”

“It’s relaxing.” She opens her mouth to protest but I silence her with a quick kiss before pulling back. “To me.” Her eyes narrow. “And when we get home we can take a bath. How about that?”

“You just want an excuse to get me naked,” she teases as she pulls away.

“Excuses are for boys, Sunshine, not men.”

She fans her face dramatically. “Go ahead, keep saying sexy things to me and see how long it takes us to clean this place.”

“Think I won’t throw you over my shoulder and haul you out of here when I’m done?”

“Not helping.”

“Then move your ass, I have plans for you,”—I grab the spray bottle as she sticks her tongue out at me—“and that mouth.”

Her cheeks flush and she spins on her heel and hustles to the sink to wash her hands.

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“He put the pad of his thumb against my lips and I braced myself against the railing. The smell of the soap on his skin and the faint trace of his cologne made my heart flutter. I kissed his thumb—my gaze never leaving his.”

“That’s hot,” Rhea says from the pillow next to me. “You have nice cologne too.”

We were only a few pages into this book, but she hadn’t let me read more than a few paragraphs before she had one comment or another. If it was anyone else it would probably make me crazy, but for some reason I liked it.

I liked doing this with her.

Hayden was right, but I couldn’t tell him that or I’d never hear the end of it.

“I already hate the roommate.”

“We’re like ten pages in.” I chuckle. “She’s bound to have some redeeming qualities.”

“She’s against her best friend dating her brother.” She rolls her eyes. “Know anyone in our family like that?”

“Technically,” I start while grabbing her leg and hooking it over mine, “best friends ended up with little sisters. It’s not the same thing.”

“First, that sounds weird. Second,”—she pauses dramatically—“Hayden’s right, you really are annoying with the trope thing.”

“I think it’s one of my more appealing qualities.”

“That thing you do when your head is between my legs is one of your more appealing qualities,” she mutters, and I can’t help the laugh that escapes. Her smile is shy but bright as she peeks at me from where her head rests on the pillow next to me.

“Was that your not so subtle way of asking me to lick your pussy?”

“Oh my gosh!” She shoves at my chest before rolling onto her back and laughing until tears leak from her eyes. “I will never get over the dirty talk.”

I wave the book at her. “Inspiration is endless.”

“Something tells me you don’t need a whole lot.”

“You make it easy.” I wink and she giggles before sobering.

“Are you ready to see Marlee tomorrow?”

I nod slowly, blowing out a breath. “Yeah, I miss her. Waylon has been good with givin’ me updates. It was really amazing seein’ her stand up for herself—for us.”

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