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“Yeah, I train twice a week hitting all three challenges. The rest of the week I run and lift,” Dana explained shyly.
Edward’s eyes instinctively moved over her body. Dana folded her arms under her breast and cringed into herself. She was embarrassed about her body that much was clear.
“What are the three challenges?” Edward asked, snagging a piece of bacon from the platter and eating it. Dana smiled. She liked cooking for a man and boy was he a man. She had to do a mental check to make sure that she wasn’t drooling or staring. She wasn’t, thankfully. He didn’t need to know how much she liked him.
“The first part is a bike race for two miles. Then we run cross country for five. After that we swim for twenty to thirty minutes. I’m never sure how many miles we do, I’ve only done three. Each triathlon is different.” She was embarrassed, because she didn’t like to talk about herself. It always sounded like she was bragging.
“Mommy won the last race!” Cole said cheerfully.
“No kidding?” Edward asked. He looked at Dana. Damn she was a force to be reckoned with. He found himself suddenly picturing what her body looked like beneath that tee shirt and the cargo khakis she was sporting. Well, it wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time he wondered how fit she was. The glance a week ago in the trailer wasn’t enough to give him the full picture.
“Did you call Scott to let him know you had a free day?” Deana asked, forcing Edward to pull his eyes away from Dana’s body. Who the hell was Scott?
Dana looked at the clock over the stove. “Yeah, I really need to get ready,” she said, looking at Edward. “I’ll be right back.”
He waved her off as he loaded a plate for himself and Deana. “Go, don’t worry about it.”
Edward pushed a plate in front of Deana. “Thank you,” she managed to say. She looked at her plate as if she was hallucinating.
“So, what are you guys doing today?” Edward asked the kids. He hated when Deana looked at him like that like he was a god. The kids were great. To them he was plain old Uncle Edward.
“Play and then we meet Mommy and Scott at the beach where they finish their race,” Elizabeth said, attacking her bacon now.
“They race?” Edward asked surprised.
“Yes, Mommy wins a lot,” Cole said.
“That’s only because your mother is a big cheater!” a man announced.
Edward looked back to see a man wearing only a pair of shorts and sneakers stepping into the kitchen from the garage. “Hey Scott, are you hungry?” Deana asked.
Scott stopped at the counter and inspected everything. “Lots of carbs. Please tell me Dana ate this,” he said, sounding hopeful.
“Nope,” Deana said, making the word pop. “She's grabbing an energy bar this morning. Sorry to wreck any hope you might have, but it looks like a fair race today.”
It took a few seconds for Edward to realize who this was, Scott Henderson, a goddamn heartthrob. He was abnormally handsome and built with a perfect tan to match. He seemed extremely relaxed in Dana’s house. Not sure how he felt about that, not that he had any real claims….yet. Plus he wasn’t one of those possessive jerks that would try to step in between her friendships, far from it. He just liked to know who the competition was.
“Edward Pierce?” Scott said, holding out his hand. Edward shook his hand, trying not to squeeze too tightly.
“Yes.”
“How’s the book coming along?” Scott asked, leaning against the wall.
“Really good.”
“Hey, Scott, ready to get your butt kicked today?” Dana asked. Edward watched as she stepped around the corner and his eyes damn near jumped out of his skull. Dana wore a black sports bra, leaving her delectable firm stomach free for him to admire. His eyes moved down to take in small grey cotton shorts over bicycle shorts. Damn.
Scott rolled his eyes. “In your dreams, sweetheart,” he said playfully.
“Then I must have been napping the last few times because I believe you were eating my dust.”
Scott jumped onto the counter and sat down. He looked at his nails. “You want to make this interesting?” he asked casually.
Dana walked past him to the fridge and grabbed a sports bottle. “What were you thinking?”
Scott waved a finger back and forth. “Uh uh, can’t discuss this bet in front of the kids.” He grinned hugely.
Dana stopped and looked at Scott. She returned his grin. “If it’s the bet I think it is, the one you’ve been pushing for the last six months then fine. I would love to see your face when you lose.”
“Uh, Dana-,” Deana started.
“What bet?” Edward asked. He grabbed the kid’s empty plates and his own and brought them to the sink, trying to act casual.
“Just a friendly bet between two consenting adults.” Scott wiggled his eyebrows.
Dana threw a dish cloth at him. “Stop that, you little trouble maker.”
“Oh no! Dana’s getting tough,” he said mockingly.
Dana placed her hand softly on Edward’s arm. He was tense, very tense. “Do you want to meet later tonight and work on the book?”
He turned around. “I’ll try to get away tonight, but I have plans.” With his family, but no need to tell her that. He didn’t want to come off too desperate or eager. No need for her to know how lame his social life was. It was his father’s birthday and he was going to a family dinner at his parent's house.
She smiled. “That’s okay. If you get away I’m going to be working on a book so just knock.”
“Or walk around the back,” Deana said. “She works outside near the pool most nights.”
“You have a really big mouth.”
Deana smirked. “Don’t I know it.” She winked at Scott who laughed.
“I have to get going, Edward. This race takes three hours,” she said, looking at her watch.
“Three hours in this heat?” he asked, shocked.
“Yes, the real one will last twice as long. Starting next week we kick it up a notch,” Scott explained.
He leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose. “Be careful.”
She winked at him. “Always.”
“Care to walk me outside to the start of the race?” she asked, giving him a sensual smile.
“Of course,” Edward said, taking her hand. “I’ll see you guys later.”
“Bye Uncle Edward, bye Uncle Scott, bye Mommy,” they said.
