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“Hey, yourself,” I murmured, continuing to make love to the side of her neck, well acquainted with how sensitive she was in that area.
I slid a palm up over her belly, gratified by the soap's slippery surface. I cupped her breasts with both palms, and her nipples tightened under my touch.
“Jonah,” she whispered, although there wasn’t a hint of protest in her voice.
“Mm-hmm?” I murmured against her neck as I lightly pinched her nipples.
“We have to go to your grandmother’s,” she whispered, the rasp of her voice barely audible over the sound of the water.
“We can make this quick.”
I nipped her neck lightly before turning her around in my arms. With her cheeks pink, her hair slicked back, and her lips plump and full, I couldn’t resist a kiss. Not that I couldeverresist a kiss with Alice.
Her tongue twined sensually with mine, and I backed her up. I angled, turning and pressing her back against the tile. In another moment, I lifted her, hooking one knee high under my arm.
“Your knee,” she protested.
I held her gaze, my lips kicking up into a grin as I replied, “My knee is officially fine. If my knee can handle fighting fires, it can handle this.”
I filled her in a single swift surge. She rippled around me, her fingers pressing into the slick skin on my back.
ChapterThirty-One
Alice
My body still tingled from the aftershocks of the climax I’d experienced in the shower with Jonah. His fingers were laced with mine as we walked along the path from my house, past the small cabin where he had been staying, and then farther through the trees to his grandmother’s house.
I caught myself stealing glances at him again and again. His eyes slid to meet mine one of those times. He stopped walking, turning to face me. “What?”
“Nothing. Just trying to, uh—” I paused, my cheeks getting hot. “I guess to make sure that I seem together.” I swung a hand pointlessly in the air.
He smiled down at me. “You’re always together, Alice.”
“You just had your way with me in the shower, and now we’re having dinner with your parents and your grandmother and her husband,” I said pointedly.
“I could sayyouhad your way with me in the shower,” he teased lightly, squeezing my hand.
I rolled my eyes. “Talking about it isn’t helpful.”
He chuckled, and we began walking again. When the trees opened up to the lawn beside his grandmother’s house, in silent agreement, our hands had dropped away from each other once we stepped out of the trees. I knew his grandmother had plenty of suspicions about us, but she didn’t need to see us holding hands. That would turn the flames of gossip into a full-on brushfire, fast and hard to control.
A few moments later, Bea was tugging me into a hug. She smelled like powder and flowers. As I hugged her back, I noticed she felt fragile in my arms, and my heart twisted.
“I think you saw them at the wedding,” she said as she stepped back, “but these are Jonah’s parents, John and Debbie.”
I smiled at them. “We chatted at your wedding.”
His mother waved. “Nice to see you again. Jonah is staying with you since we, well—”
“Kicked me out,” he interjected dryly.
Debbie shrugged, casting him an apologetic look before she turned back to me and gave me a quick hug. “I was just talking to John, and we saw you on occasion when we visited in the summers. The last time I think you were in high school.”
I nodded politely. “I’m sure. By then, I always had something going on.”
“Isn’t that the way of high school?” Jonah’s father offered with a chuckle as he smiled over at me from where he sat at the kitchen table.
Bea had a kitchen with windows facing the lake and a large oval-shaped table beside them.
