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Nancy looked pleased. And then Bethany’s stomach rumbled. Her face heated and I immediately wanted to grab her hand and take her to the kitchen. Feed her myself until she was sated and make sure she maintained every inch of that succulent body.
Nancy slightly titled her head Pierce’s way and spoke to Bethany.
“We’ll give you some time to yourself while I prepare your lunch. What would you like to eat?” Nancy asked Bethany.
“A sandwich, please. The only things I don’t eat are pickles and mayonnaise.”
“All right. Sandwich coming up,” she tol
d Bethany. She gestured toward the door. “Scoot, boys! Bethany needs her privacy.”
I hadn’t realized I was still standing in her room. Pierce flicked his eyes over at me and then looked at Bethany. “I gotta get to work. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”
“I’ll be fine.” She gave him a half-grin. “See you later.”
He tried to mess up her hair but she slapped his hand away and giggled at him as he left her room. I followed right after him and closed her door.
***
“She’s a lovely young lady,” Nancy said as she finished making Bethany’s sandwich. She arched her brow and the sides of her lips curved. “And very beautiful,” she added.
“She sure is.”
Nancy trained her eyes on me. “Lovely or beautiful, or both?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know what I think?”
Nancy already knew, though, and she was about to say something else when we heard Bethany make her way down the stairs. Once she was in the open-space kitchen, I looked over my shoulder and saw that she had changed into a tank top and a mid-thigh-length denim skirt. Her hair was damp from a shower, making it look dark brown. Her azure eyes stood out more. Even though her legs weren’t long, they were flawless and tempting in their own right. Smooth, shapely, and tanned. Her right shoulder had this cute birthmark on it and I wanted to skate my teeth along it and—
“Thanks for waiting me.” Beth’s mild vanilla and honey scent carried as she sat next to me.
Nancy nodded. I got up and headed towards the fridge. “What would you like to drink?”
“Orange juice, please.”
“Ice or no ice?”
“Ice.”
Nancy’s eyes glinted as she stood by Bethany. “Enjoy,” she warmly told her, and she started off until she paused. “Chase, make sure to give her your number, my number, and Pierce’s.”
“Will do.”
***
I placed the drink beside Bethany’s plate and she lowered her gaze; her plate was empty. After she wiped her mouth, she got up as I was about to take her plate and put it in the dishwasher.
“I am going to make another sandwich,” she told me softly, with tinges of pink on the apples of her cheeks. “Would you like a sandwich? Anything?”
I’d like your body pressed against mine, I thought, but I knew she wasn’t asking about my other appetite. I left her plate on the island. “I am still full from lunch, but I’ll keep you company.”
Bethany cut me a sideways grin. “Cool.” When she opened the fridge, I got a view of her backside. Her jean skirt did wonders to grip that curve of her body, like I’d imagined a skirt would. “Are you staying here too?”
I remained where I was and she was right beside me as she cut some lettuce, selected some slices of chicken Nancy had left in a container, and added Nancy’s homemade Italian dressing. She darted her eyes at me in question.
“Until I begin football and school again at University of Miami.”
Twirling around, she almost tossed the lettuce onto the floor. I was a real jerk because I watched her catch the lettuce so I could see some of her cleavage, and I wasn’t disappointed. While her breasts weren’t big, they were perky and would be a perfect weight to have in my hands. “I am gonna be a sophomore at UM,” she said breathily. “What class are you?”
