Page 71 of Mine to Love

“I can leave.” I hide my grin at the catch in her breath. Good. She wants me to stay. “Or I can stay for...dinner.”

“That’s your choice.” Reese picks at a cuticle then drops her hands to her side. “What’s the possible third?”

I still haven’t figured out if she has anything on under her shirt. “I have an overnight bag with a change of clothes. It’s in the car.” I haven’t been to my parents’ house yet since I flew in this morning.

She lifts her chin slightly and glances up at me through her long lashes. A sly smile spreads on her lips as she moves like a praying panther over to me. Plucking the keys from my hand, she tosses them on the counter. “You don’t need a change of clothes.”

“So, a no on option C?”

“Yes on C. No on the overnight bag. I want you naked. My house. My rules.”

I scratch my jaw and stare up at the ceiling, pretending to be deep in thought. “Well, I like to play by the rules, but fair is fair.” I snatch the bottom of her shirt and whip it over her head. “If I have to be naked, you have to be naked too.”

Reese squeals and covers her hands over her bare breasts. “You ass.” She giggles.

“Well, holy hell. You’ve been buck ass naked under that shirt all along? Had I known that I would’ve had you for lunch.” I jerk her body into my chest and kiss her hard, dropping my hands to her bare ass.

She gives into the kiss then sneaks her hands between us and pushes me away. “You cheated. Take your clothes off now.” She covers her breasts again while she taps her foot.

“Drop the hands and I’ll drop my pants.”

She snorts and rolls her eyes. “You’re ridiculous.” Reese tugs at my belt and then my fly. She uses her foot to push down my pants while her hands attack my shirt and my mouth attacks hers.

We barely make it to her bedroom in time to open another condom and put it to good use.

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I SPOON REESE’S WARM body tight into mine, breathing in her floral scent. Jasmine. Now I smell like it too after showering together last night. I can’t remember a time I’ve been more relaxed or had more fun. Sure, hiking, skiing, and camping out with my brothers is a good time. But I’ve always had my phone stuck to my side. For the past twenty-four hours, I haven’t checked my cell. Not even once.

As if the cell towers hear my thoughts, Reese’s phone rings from the nightstand on her side of the bed. She moves in my arms and moans. Not the same kind of moaning from a few hours ago. This moan was of disappointment.

I stroke her bare shoulder and trail my fingers down the curve of her hip. She pushes her butt into my growing erection and moans again before arching her back and reaching for her phone.

“Hello?” she murmurs, half her face still squashed in her pillow. “Oh, hi.” She pulls away from my arms and sits up, bringing the comforter with her to cover her breasts.

I frown and poke at the blanket, wanting to see her nakedness. Whoever is on the phone can call back later.

“I’m sorry, Doug,” Reese bats my hand away and gives me a hard stare. “I wasn’t in the office yesterday. Logan hasn’t answered any of your calls?”

I close my eyes and flop back against the pillows, covering my eyes with my arm.

“Yes, if I hear from him, I’ll be sure to let him know you’ve been trying to get a hold of him. Is there anything I can help with?”

I sit up and shake my head vehemently. I’m not losing time with her this weekend for work. Hang up, I mouth.

She holds up her hand and gives me a reprimanding stare. “I see. Logan hasn’t said anything about that. Mhm.” She nods, her right brow lifting to her hairline. “I’m sure he just took some much-needed time off to relax.”

Her face softens, and she reaches out to cup my chin. I cover her hand with mine, bringing her fingers to my lips. I dart out my tongue then take one finger in my mouth. When her eyes grow wide, this time with desire, I suck.

“It’s Saturday, Doug. Take your own advice and unplug. If that’s what he did, then we should all do the same.” She releases the comforter exposing her most perfect breasts. “I’ll check in with you on Monday.”

She ends the call and tosses her phone aside and I bring another finger into my mouth.

“You haven’t been answering your phone.”

“I’ve been busy.” I curl an arm around her waist and bring her down on top of me.

“Doug’s been trying to get ahold of you.”

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