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“Oh I bet you do. Living the dream or what?”
“Definitely, definitely living the dream,” I reply a little quietly, feeling slightly self-conscious about Bo overhearing us.
Holly goes silent for a minute, probably detecting I’m still too shy to launch into a lot of detail. “Well, something tells me you won’t be too upset to hear Fiona’s is now a salon,” she says at last.
“Really? Whose is it?”
“I’m not sure,” she replies, “not anyone we know.”
“Oh well. Good to hear the planet is still rotating,” I respond, feeling not the least bit sentimental about it.
“And…you won’t be surprised to hear Quade’s already put that house back up for sale. I wondered if he was going to rent it or what, but I guess he just wants out from under it now.”
My arm hairs stand on end at the mention of ‘that house’, and I wish Holly hadn’t said his name out loud to me. But of course, she doesn’t understand the breadth of the repulsion I feel for my experience there, so I respond casually. “Well good for him. Managing a rental would be a lot for him not being around town more often than he is.”
“Definitely,” Holly responds before pausing again. “So, guess what else,” she says, sounding like she’s bursting to tell me something.
“What?”
“Well, Levi and I have decided to take a week off to come down and look at some of those houses in Teah’s neighborhood.”
“You’re kidding! Already?!” I’m so excited, my heart’s fluttering.
“Yep. I’m already bored without you.”
“I knew you would be! When are you coming?”
“In just a couple weeks. I’ll give you the dates once we have our tickets.”
“Oh Holly, I can’t wait for you to see our gorgeous farm.”
“I can’t wait to see it! So…any exciting news for me?” Holly asks eventually, obviously fishing for details again.
“Volumes worth, Holly. Absolute volumes worth,” I tell her as Bo walks in and stands in front of the couch, looking like a caveman with the evening sunlight streaming in to backlight him from the windows. “I’ve gotta go, but one quick thing,” I say with a smile so big I’m certain Holly can hear it. “He signed the papers. In ninety days I’ll be a free woman.”
“Fiona, that’s huge! Congratulations!”
“Yep, thank you. I’ll catch up to you later.”
“You’d better!” she yells, just as Bo bends down and scoops me off the couch.
“Woman,” he growls, then hauls me upstairs to the master bathroom. “I haven’t showered yet and I’m a dirty man.”
“Oh!” I exclaim as laughter rolls out of me. “What are we gonna do about that?”
“Here’s what we’re gonna do,” Bo says, setting me down on the bath mat.
He opens the glass door and turns on the shower, then pulls my shirt over my head…exposing black lace. “Whoa, whoa…what is this?” Somehow Bo never gets used to seeing me in my lingerie, and I love it every time. “We cain’t just strip you down and toss you in the shower. A bra like that deserves a little respect,” he says, turning off the water and carrying me to bed.
I sigh as Bo pulls off my jeans and runs his massive, warm hands down the length of my torso and legs, then comes back to grip my panties in his teeth. And when Bo growls, it’s not phony, not a sexy act just for show. It’s who he actually is, primal and unbridled whenever he’s in my presence.
He drops my panties to the ground and sniffs his way back up my legs, tickling me everywhere with his goatee, opening his mouth to breathe against me as he journeys up my torso to my chest…where he buries his face in my cleavage, deeply kissing it as he reaches underneath to unclasp my bra.
He slides his fingers under the straps to slip them off my shoulders, then peels the bra off slowly, very slowly, reveling in each new centimeter of my golden round mounds as they’re revealed. When the black lace is snagged just on the edges of my nipples, he clamps his lips over it and breathes onto them…one at a time, nibbling lightly through the lace.
“Bo…Bo,” I whisper, barely able to contain my yearning for him…still mounting by the moment.
He slides the bra off and then gets up onto his knees to fling off his own shirt, uncovering his tremendous chest, sinuous arms, and six-pack abs. I reach up to pet his curly chest hair as Bo unbuttons his jeans; he hops off the bed to remove them before I can swipe my hands any lower.
