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Sometimes he had to ride it out to see where it took him.
“So are you going to tell me what’s wrong? Is your cousin in some kind of trouble or not?”
“Jack, let it go, okay?”
He didn’t press her on the Cassie issue, sensing she wouldn’t tell him what was going on, anyway. “So, back to your shop and your revenge plan. Anything else on the agenda?”
“No, I think I’ve summed it up.”
“Not much revenge there. I mean, you’re not having the population paint every building red?”
She chuckled. “You rented High Plains Drifter.”
He nodded.
“Okay, so it’s not the greatest revenge.” Her smile was mischievous and it made her brown eyes sparkle. “Must be that rotten sweetness everybody says is somewhere inside me. I’m great at fantasizing, just not so great at execution.”
Hearing her laugh at herself, Jack found her as captivating as she’d been the day they’d met. As if here, in a shop like the one she owned in Chicago, she was free to be herself. She’d let the negative elements of Pleasantville—her hurts, her misgivings, her sarcasm—disappear.
He found himself doing the same. As if nothing outside the building mattered. They could have been meeting for the first time in Chicago, as far as he was concerned.
She sighed. “Our plan seemed a lot more dramatic and outrageous when we fantasized about it as teenagers.”
“You fantasized about opening a sex shop in Pleasantville?”
“Yep, we even wrote it down in our diaries on prom night.”
His smile faded. “I heard about your prom night.”
“It’s fine. Water under the bridge,” she insisted. But she wouldn’t meet his eye.
“Should I even ask who else was on that revenge list you made that night?”
She pursed her lips. “No, you probably shouldn’t.”
As he’d thought—his own sister had probably been a pretty large target. Not to mention Darren.
“So, can I assume this shop will satisfy your need for revenge? I mean, I don’t have to worry bodies are going to start flying out the upstairs windows over the Tea Room, right?”
She sidestepped the question. “Oh, look, the store’s not even revenge at all. It’s more…I don’t know…like the old song. They talked about us throughout our childhoods, well, now we’ll really give them something to talk about! And they’ll never forget the Tremaines.”
“What if you fail to fail?”
“Excuse me?”
“You know, what if the store’s a big fat success? What then?”
Her laughter echoed in the small alcove. “Not a chance. That’ll never happen.”
“You never know. Your store is a big hit in Chicago.”
“This is so not Chicago.” She bent, opening a box at her feet. “Can you see Mrs. McIntyre buying one of these?”
She pulled out what looked like a foot-long hot dog. Then he realized it was a dildo. “Now, there’s something you don’t see every day in Pleasantville,” he mused out loud, not at all shocked, as she’d obviously intended.
“Gee, ya think?” She giggled like a kid as she grabbed something else out of the box. “I’m thinking of these in the display case right by the cash register.”
He raised a brow. “Anal beads?”
Holding the strand of beads between her thumb and index finger, she swung them around, a wicked look in her eye. When he said nothing, she dropped them, reached back into the box and pulled out something else. He instantly knew what the black, rubbery circle was for.
The playful laughter faded as she caught the heat in his eyes. It was answered by her own aware expression.
His groin tightened as he imagined using the item during sex with Kate. The way she’d slide it down his dick, her cool hand holding his balls as she tightened the cock ring around him. Then climbing on top of him and riding him, letting the ring keep him engorged and rock-hard. Building the pressure until he’d have to grab her by the hips and thrust up into her until they both came together in one strong, fiery blast of sexual pleasure.
“Ever used one?” she finally asked.
He wondered if she’d be shocked by his reply, and decided to find out. “Yeah. Have you?”
