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“You are behaving badly, Miss McKenzie.”
I laugh. “Oh, Mr. Fletcher, you have no idea how badly I want to misbehave with you.”
“Sofia,” he groans. “We’ve dated and behaved all week, and now I have a house full of people you want to…”
“Get naked,” I supply. “Figured I should tell you how I expected this night to end.” I grin. “I may have left off something from beneath this dress,” I tease, whispering into his ear.
“You,” his hands tremble on my body as he clears his throat, “left off panties.”
I press my belly against his thick erection and rub. “You’ll have to wait till after the party to find out.”
“Geez, I’m not sure I’m going to last five minutes, let alone hours.”
I nuzzle into his neck and nibble on his lobe. “You could,” I whisper so quietly I’m not sure he can hear me, “drag me into your office and let me put my mouth to use.”
Shane sucks in a sharp breath.
“It would be really quick.” He’s so enlarged that it wouldn’t take much to make him come, especially if I’m on my knees.
“Shane, what are you doing in here?” A female voice shouts from the doorway.
Shane curses softly, and whispers, “My mother.” He keeps me in front of him and frowns over my head. “I’m busy.”
“Yes, well, put the poor girl down and go and mingle or something.”
Shane tightens his arms around me. “This ‘poor girl’ happens to be my girlfriend.” He kisses me on the nose and turns me so his mother can see who I am. I already know she’s a snob, so she isn’t going to like me being with Shane. “You already know Sofia McKenzie.” Shane kisses the top of my head. “She’s my girl, so I expect her to be treated as such.”
His mother glances over me and obviously finds something wanting, as before. She is so predictable. What isn’t predictable is Shane as he holds me close, his eyes narrowed on his mother.
“I can see the wheels turning in that head of yours,” he comments to her. “Don’t for one minute think of interfering with what Sofia and I have. You’d never understand it.”
“Monica isn’t going to like this,” his mother, Samantha if I remember correctly, tosses her hands around in front of herself.
“Monica is the one who told me to stop feeling sorry for myself and to go after what I wanted,” Shane utters. “So, I suggest you get back to your daughter’s party.”
Her eyes narrow and she about turns; tension draining out of Shane when she does.
I turn in his arms and slide my hands under his jacket to his back, digging my fingers in his flesh to ease the tightness. He shudders at my touch.
“Mmm, as much as I want you alone, I think we better join the party before we’re missed.”
“I think so too. Your sister won’t be happy if you’re not there.” I bury my face against his chest and inhale. His scent is always subtle and masculine. He’s familiar and I’m comfortable with him—only wanting his touch.
“I was told you were, and I quote, ‘getting it on with the help,’ in the kitchen.” Monica smirks. “I had to see for myself. My brother who despises public displays.” She giggles.
“Mother needs to learn to keep her mouth shut,” Shane replies, his jaw tight with annoyance.
His hand slips into mine, our fingers intertwine. “Let’s go and get something to eat.” He grins. “That way we won’t be expected to talk if our mouths are occupied.”
“Seriously, Shane!” Monica huffs. “You need to mingle and introduce Sofia.” Monica heads out, but at the doorway, she turns and adds, “Veronica has just shown up. Mom invited her.”
“Fuck,” Shane curses under his breath. “That woman doesn’t take a hint very well, even when it’s blunt.”
“Don’t worry,” I reassure. “I won’t let her have you.”
Shane smiles into my eyes, his dark with more than appreciation. He lifts my hand to his mouth and caresses my knuckles with his lips. “I just want the party over with,” he whispers, holding my gaze, “so I can have you all to myself.” He places a wet kiss on the back of my hand. “I’ve waited all week to get you alone,” he moves in and whispers in my ear, “and get you naked.”
Shivers race down my spine and desire pools between my legs in a gentle throb that I fear is going to become a fiery onslaught of lust if Shane doesn’t do something to put it out.
