Page 46 of One Hot Deal

Diana resumes licking and sucking, but she speeds up her movements.Yeah, we don't have much time.The pressure inside me has built up so hard that I know I'll come like a nuclear bomb.When she pushes her hand under my shirt and up my chest, then rakes her nails down my skin to my groin, I do exactly that.I explode inside her mouth, helpless to stop myself from thrusting.

While the last spasms fade away, my shoulders sag and my head falls forward.At my feet, Diana sits there licking her lips.

She rises and wipes dirt off her jeans.Then she smiles."I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

"Hell yeah."I zip up my pants."But we need to get back to the house before my sister sends out a search party."

"I should go first, so no one will realize we've been together."

Not sure anybody will buy that.But if it makes Diana feel better, I can roll with it."Sure, you go first."

I move to kiss her, but she dodges it and hustles down the path.Well, I couldn't reasonably expect her to change her mind about us that fast.The fact that she not only wanted to give me head, but enjoyed doing it, makes me believe there is hope.

After a few more minutes, I tromp down the path and through the garden.It's almost dark now, but the garden has solar lights the Parrishes installed just for the wedding.Can't have guests getting lost in the dark or stumbling into the hedges.I can hear the revelry inside the house before I even reach the front steps.The door has been left open so guests can come and go as they please.

Just as I hop onto the top step, car headlights appear on the tree-shrouded stretch of the driveway that leads to the house.I thought everyone was already here, except for the Scots.They aren't supposed to arrive until tomorrow.I hop back down the steps to wait for the mysterious visitor.

Should I rush inside to alert the others?It's a bit late for that.The mystery car has just rounded the circular drive and parked at the base of the steps.The headlights shut off, and a man climbs out.

The glow from the lights inside the house casts shadows on the man's face."Is this Sommerleigh House?"

"Yeah, it is."I walk around the car to the man standing behind its open driver's door."Who are you?Don't think anybody else was expected tonight."

"Sorry.I got delayed and couldn't get here earlier."He offers me his hand."I'm Dominic Rigby.Dane Dixon and I went to university together, and we've been friends ever since."His brows lift as he sweeps his gaze over me."No offense, mate, but you don't seem like one of ours."

"If you mean I'm not a Brit, you're right."I finally accept his hand to shake it."I'm Derek Hahn, the brother of the bride."

Dominic grins."Oh, so you're the one Hugh mentioned.He warned me about you."

"Warned you?I'll take that as a compliment."

He shuts the car door and starts walking toward the house while I keep pace with him."You're a bodyguard, right?Working for some insanely rich woman?"

"I own the company, so I'm a little more than a bodyguard."Though I don't like the way he described Diana, I get that he's not being offensive.I feel even more protective of her these days.

"That's brilliant.Being the man in charge must be a hard job."

"I love what I do, so I don't mind the ups and downs.What do you for a living?"

"Nothing as exciting as your line of work.I used to be a professional cricketer, but these days I coach at a private school."

I swing the door open, waving for Dominic to go inside first."Do you mean the game cricket?I had no idea there was a professional circuit for that."

"Oh yeah, there is."

"At least now I get why Hugh insisted on setting up a cricket pitch on the lawn today."I shut the door and lead Dominic toward the dining room."He must want you to show off your skills."

Dominic laughs."I doubt that.Hugh has been pestering me for months about playing a game of cricket with Brits versus Scots."

"What, Americans aren't invited?How xenophobic."

"I'm sure you lot will get to participate too."

The sounds of revelry grow louder as we amble toward the dining room.Laughter erupts in between boisterous chattering and the clanking of silverware.

Just as we approach the dining room doorway, Hugh pops out and grins at us."Finally, mate.Took you bloody long enough to get here, Dom."

"Sorry.A flat tire delayed me."

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