Page 44 of Summer Fling


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“I’m not giving the asshole that kind of power over me. But I honestly didn’t expect to find anyone I liked well enough to spend more than a night or two with. So you’ve surprised me.”

“You surprised me, too. I thought I’d be alone while I figured my life out. But this is way better. You’re fun and smart. And a little mysterious.”

Her light laughter is like a melody in my head. “What you’re saying is that you’d be bored without someone crazy to shake up your post-retirement ho-hums.”

“Something like that. But I’m happy you’re here.”

I’d like to get more personal but she’s tensing up, like I’m creeping toward the boundaries of her comfort zone. The last thing I want to do is rattle her too much so she decides that she can’t deal.

“I’m…um, happy, too.” She sends me the mischievous grin I’m coming to know well. She’s moving back into safer territory. “So how about some raunchy sex in the pool?”

Harlow buries emotional intimacy with either humor or sex—or both. I need to put a subtle stop to that if I want her to give me a chance to be in her life as something more than a hookup or summer fuck.

“How about you come here?” I open my arms.

She pads into them warily. “What is it?”

“I just want to hold you for a minute.”

“Are you sure?” She rocks against me, rubbing herself against my hard dick. The woman really doesn’t play fair. “We could be having more fun…”

I clamp one hand around her hips to hold her still. If I let her drive me to crazed sexual hunger—a distinct possibility—I’ll never learn what we could have if only we stopped screwing long enough to figure it out. “In a minute. Humor a guy, huh?”

With a sigh, she finally settles into my arms softly. She’s small. Warmth shimmers off her body. I can feel how nervous this makes her, but she’s trusting me in the moment. She’s not running away. I’m calling it a victory.

It would be even sweeter if we kept our sex about the connection of more than our genitals.

Dropping a trio of kisses on her shoulder, I lift my face into her neck, lips against her ear. “You’re beautiful, Harlow. I love being with you. I love to make you feel better than any man ever has.”

Her shoulders tense and she leans back enough to meet my gaze in the halo of the patio light. She’s searching my eyes as if she’s trying to understand me. For her, I’m approaching dangerous ground.

“What do you want, Weston? Really?”

She doesn’t mean in the next few minutes when we have sex. She doesn’t mean over the next days and weeks while we work on my speech issues together. She’s grasped that I’m truly wondering if this might be a longer-term thing.

“I don’t know, baby. Like we’ve said, one day at a time.”

Her brows furrow and a little line appears between them. “Yeah. Fair warning: I don’t think I’m built for any kind of happily ever after. Simon understood the rules. He wasn’t looking for romance, either. But it sounds as if you are. That’s not me.”

I shrug. “It’s never been me, either. I’m just feeling us out. No harm in that, right? Maybe this goes nowhere. Aren’t you a little bit curious?”

Harlow weighs my words. “I might be. More than I want to be.”

Her breathless acknowledgement is honest. She thinks she’s not into romance, but I’m calling bullshit. I’d bet twenty bucks she doesn’t sleep with anyone just because they’re hot. She’ll actually want to like or respect the guy she’s burning up the sheets with.

“All I’m saying is, let’s figure this out. Oh, and I don’t think I can wait to get in the pool to be inside you.”

“Good. I don’t want to wait, either.”

I lift her against me and set her ass on the patio table and slowly spread her knees apart. She’s watching me, and I love feeling her stare all over my body. Being with her sends a shiver down my spine and spikes my blood with a thrill. But now it’s making things in my chest suspiciously soft, too.

“Hey, anyone here?” I hear a familiar voice call from inside the house.

Harlow leaps off the table with a gasp. “Who is that?”

I hastily grab my shorts and zip them. “My brother, who I will soon kill for dropping in uninvited.”

Sure, I wanted his feedback about Harlow, but not when she was stark naked and looking sexy as hell.

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